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Cody pulled into the visitor parking stall in front of the Osoyoos RCMP Detachment. Madie stared through the windshield at the entrance doors, feeling apprehensive.
“You ready?” he asked.
“They’re going to think I’m crazy.”
“No, they won’t. Police work with psychics more than people know.”
She turned to look at him. “Incarnate, not a psychic. I’m going to walk in there and tell them I’m the reincarnation of a missing person who was murdered twenty-two years ago.” Her eyes grew large and she grabbed his arm. “What if they charge me with public mischief? I could go to jail.”
“Madie, you aren’t going to jail. They’ll take your statement and assess it. It’s their job to consider all tips and decide if they’re viable or not. They’ll either corroborate it or reject it.”
Her face cloude
