Supernaturally Kissed (Frostbite 1)

Kipp smiled in a reassuring way. His attempt did nothing to ease my irritation. “Just give Eddie time. He’s never come across anything like this before and probably thinks you’re crazy.” At my deepening glare, Kipp cleared his throat and added, “We’ll show them you aren’t.”

The door suddenly opened, and to my utter horror, another cop joined the one I had the not-so-great pleasure of meeting. “You’ve got to be fucking kidding me!”

“Have patience, Tess—we’ll show them,” Kipp said.

As if I hadn’t already been patient enough! I huffed, watching the two cops take their seats at the table. The new man apparently dealt with the crazies, and I understood why. His warm chocolate eyes and kind smile were trusting.

“My name is Max Phillips, Ms. Jennings. Eddie tells me Kipp is here with you.”

I gave a tight nod, forcing myself to give the guy the benefit of the doubt since he hadn’t directly asked me the question, and held back my snappy retort. “Yes, that’s what I said to him.”

Eddie laughed.

Max hid his smile—not so well. “And Kipp has the answers to solve the disappearance of Hannah Reid.”

These men and their stupid questions were going to end my life. My patience hung on by a thin thread. “No.”

Max’s eyebrows rose. “No?”

“Yes, I mean, no.” I threw my hand up, exasperated. “What I’m trying to tell you is he doesn’t have information on her disappearance, but on her murder.”

“You do realize her body hasn’t been discovered?” Max asked.

I shrugged. “The papers said as much, but Kipp hasn’t told me that himself.”

Max cocked his head, studying me. “So what exactly has Kipp told you?”

“He said he thinks whoever shot him is also the one responsible for killing Hannah.”

Max frowned, leaned back in his chair and folded his arms over his chest. “Have you ever been institutionalized, Ms. Jennings?”

My blood boiled. I gritted my teeth. “No. I. Have. Not.”

Max didn’t appear swayed by my anger since his expression remained lax. “Do you have a history of mental illness in your family?”

“No.”

“So…” Max surveyed the room. “Kipp is here and telling you these things.”

If he didn’t care about making me feel stupid, I’d simply have to return the lack of curiosity. “No.”

Max glanced at me with an equivocal expression. “No?”

“He’s not…” I waved my hand around the room. “Everywhere you looked.” I pointed to the chair next to me. “He’s sitting right there.”

Loud laughter soared through the bland white room and their blatant amusement happened to snap the last string holding my control together. It was one thing to have them chuckle, another thing to see them smirk, but outright laughed at? Oh no, my limit had been reached and anger burned wicked in my body.

“Listen here,” I shouted, which caused both men to shut their traps. “Do you think I came here because I’m in the mood to look like a fool? Well, I didn’t.” I pointed to the ghost next to me. “Kipp will not leave me alone and I won’t even subject you to what he put me through to get me to help him. The only reason I’m here is because Kipp asked me to pass along a message. So either get on with your questions and ask me something important or I’m outta here.”

Wide surprised eyes gawked back at me. Both Eddie’s and Max’s mouths gaped open.

Kipp merely grinned from ear to ear. “Not only beautiful, but you’ve got some zest to you too.”

Before I determined if his statement flattered or annoyed me, the door flew open and Kipp stood. “Zach.”

“Thank the Lord Almighty.” I sighed. “Zach has finally arrived. Now this horrible day can end and I’ll put this memory into the vault, never to revisit again.”

Max blinked before he glanced at Zach. “Do you know her?”