Chapter 16
I felt the blood drain from my face, and I must have gasped because Peter turned to me with concern.
"I think we're too late Peter. It's too late for Krista."
He didn't need me to explain, as he understood at once.
"Are you sure, Mac?"
"I'm sure about what I heard. But, I hope there’s another explanation,"
I told Peter what the voice said, and I could tell from his expression he agreed. Krista was no longer among the living, and now we were looking for a body; not a person. How was I supposed to tell this to Detective Byrd with no proof? The only thing I had to go on was a voice in my head and a broken fingernail. That wasn't exactly convicting evidence.
"So now what do we do? Wait for the detective to figure it out? If we do, it seems like we're giving the murderer a hea
