“Aside from three creepy ghosts? Lots of stuff. I took pictures.” She paused. “With my phone. Which is still in there. Probably in pieces.”

Jamison rolled his eyes. “We’ll get it tomorrow morning. Right now, we’re taking you home.”

“Then I’ll just come back and get it myself after you leave.” Sayeva folded her arms.

“You would.” He sighed again. “You said ghosts?”

Sayeva nodded.

“Fine. Whatever.” He gestured to the two officers who were watching from their parked car. “Keep an eye on her. If she tries to run, book her for trespassing and indecent exposure. I’ll be back in a minute.”

Sayeva watched with a growing frown as Jamison turned and mar...

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