She wanted to talk to the dead.
That was cool.
“I was walking to a secret spot where we liked to meet. He took me there for picnics,” Aimee said.
“Me too,” Tiff added. “He’d bring a tent, and we’d have a romantic picnic, and sleep there. Well, we didn’t sleep.”
Keri agreed.
“I was meeting him too.”
Tori was being patient.
“Did you see who killed you?” she asked the gaggle of dead women.
They shook their heads.
“Someone came up behind me,” Aimee said. “Something was thrown over my face, and I was suffocated.”
“That’s what happened to me,” Keri said. “I could feel myself being dragged away.
“I saw who did it,” Tiff said. “Well, I saw someone in all black, and wearing a hoodie. I felt like I was floating, and that’s how I saw. I was over my body looking down.”
Tori explained.
“Your soul was leaving your body.”
Genesis was dying to know.
“Well?”
“Tiff saw a figure, the others were attacked from behind. Suffocation is going to be COD. Someone grabbed them on their way to meet Cyrus.”
Her eyes went huge.
“This is crazy,” she said. “He could have killed them before they reached him.”
Tori wasn’t sure.
Or someone could have known he was a cheating bastard and took them out to make him look bad. A killer might have assumed the bodies would be found in the water—not floated down the tributary.
“We need more. Whenever I’ve found a spirit, and they were killed by a lover, and there have been plenty, believe it or not, they always see them. If he was going to strangle them, why sneak up behind them? They were meeting him. That would be logical.”
“You’re asking me?” Genesis asked. “You’re the one who sees dead people.”
Tori focused on the dead.
The dead wanted her attention.
“What do we do now?” Keri asked. “They came and got my body out, but I couldn’t recognize myself. Where do I go? What do I do?” she asked.
Here’s where it came down to Tori helping the dead. They weren’t going to be able to give them the killer, so there was no reason to make them stay.
“Can you see a bright light anywhere near here?” she asked as they began looking around.
“On the water,” Aimee said. “In the middle of where we were found. We can’t go near it. We’ll fall through the ice.”
Well, that was good, and also not going to happen. The dead didn’t fall through anything. They were not heavy.