CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
As Riley walked toward the cabin along with Bill and Jake, she felt a sharp tingle up her spine. It was connected with a flash of déjà vu.
Just yesterday on the phone with Jake, she had tried to visualize the murder of Melody Yanovich from the killer’s point of view. But her impressions then had been sketchy and possibly inaccurate.
Now she was going to try it again—here where it had happened.
And with Jake here to help her, her impressions were going to be much more reliable, much more vivid.
And much more terrifying, she thought.
With Bill and Jake behind her, Riley turned the key in the door and opened it.
She flipped on the wall light switch and stepped into the room. Jake stayed close to her, while Bill remained standing in the doorway.
Riley saw that the roo
