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He glanced at his hands, studying them, and looked back to me with sadness in his eyes “I don’t feel dead”

He ht have annoyed and aroused me into unknown territory, but I did have a heart and he presently tugged on host who did” My appetite fled me I placed the apple on the coffee table “What do you need me to do for you, Kipp?”

His eyebrows drew together in an attentive expression “My partner, Zach Foster, and I orking cold case files within the department”

“Oh, I’ve seen that show”

He sighed “TrustThe cases are old and digging into the Out of the hundred cases we have sifted through, we’ve solved two”

There went the ihting crime “Shitty,” was my only response

He nodded “The last case orked was the disappearance of a twenty-year-old woo”

I flittered throughseemed familiar, and I re about Hannah Reid?”

He quirked an eyebrow “You’re aware of the case?”

“Of course I am! I think

all of Memphis would remember that hundreds of volunteers ca, her body was never discovered”

He glanced away, seeround with the case and leads were developing I can reht have been the last place Hannah had been seen”

I should’ve been more concerned hat he said, but the way he had spoken startled me He seemed so…coherent “How do you remember all this?”

His gaze swept back to me “How do I remember my life?”

“Yes, exactly, how do you remember your life?” He recalled details about the case he worked on, the house he went to and he had accepted his death Nothing made any sense