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“You do resemble her,” McNally pointed out.
Is that why Hudson “loves” me? Is that what he sees in me? She’d always wondered, and now it seemed a likely bet.
DNA was irrefutable. She believed McNally.
She stared into her untouched cup of coffee and felt as if her life, everything she’d ever held to be true, was crumbling at her feet. Why had her parents lied to her?
“Jessie never knew,” she said. Until after her death.
McNally nodded.
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bsp; Becca swallowed. Hadn’t she always known she was different? Suspected that because of her visions, there was something in her past she didn’t know or understand?
Her hand tightened over her cup. Her whole life had been built on lies, and because of it she could not have predicted that this monster would relentlessly chase her down.
“He killed her,” Becca said with certainty. “He had a knife last night. He wanted to kill me but then he saw her and it stopped him.”
“Saw who?”
“Jessie. In a vision. Did I tell you I have visions? That I see Jessie standing on a cliff’s edge, whispering to me? She wants justice, and I think she wants me to end it once and for all with this demon who won’t let us be!”
“Let the police do their job,” McNally said quickly, clearly thinking she was going to charge out on her own.
And wasn’t she? Wasn’t that what she was thinking? Didn’t she feel the urgency inside her breast that was like an angry, living thing?
“We’re looking for him. He drove off, but his vehicle had to sustain damage. I believe you said it was white or tan?”
“The grill guard,” Becca said suddenly. “His truck had a grill guard.”
“A grill guard,” he repeated. “Maybe detachable, if he used the same vehicle to push Renee Trudeau’s off the road.”
“It was damaged. It was scraped.”
“Do you remember anything else? Something else that might help? Any little thing?”
She gazed at him a long time. McNally waited, wondering what was coming down the pike now. At length, she said, “I think the answer is in Deception Bay. I think he lives there.”
“Any particular reason?”
She almost told him about Siren Song. He hadn’t blinked when she’d mentioned her visions, but that only meant he was just taking in information, it wasn’t proof that he believed her. He could think she was the biggest nutcase in the world.
“There’s one more thing,” Mac said, drawing her back to the here and now. “You said this has happened before to you. That you were run off the road the last time you were pregnant.”
Her head snapped up. He knew?
“You told the paramedics and I overheard,” he explained, correctly guessing her feelings. “That accident was about sixteen years ago on the same stretch of road. My partner looked it up. Was Walker the father?”
She felt as if the life had been squeezed out of her. “Yes,” she whispered, nodding, “but I’ve never told him. If you plan on breaking that news, I should do it first.”
“If there’s a pattern, he needs to know.”
“There’s a pattern.”
“Then you need to tell him now.”
Becca couldn’t move for a moment. Every ache and pain sustained from the night before seemed to manifest itself ten times over. With the low-level energy of the elderly, she rose from her chair and headed back to Hudson’s room.
