Midnight Investigation. Sheryl Lynn

channelers and even a few telepaths. I consider every single one flat-out evil. They exploit the grieving, greedy and just plain dumb. I admit that Rampart has collected some really good evidence about the paranormal. I’ve seen a lot of things that can’t be explained and I’m willing to accept that there may be something out there. What I have never seen is evidence of any type, under any circumstances, that anybody can communicate with the dead.”

      She was honest about her feelings. He liked that about her.

      “Fair enough. So tell me, if I promise to not talk about my adventures with dead relatives, will you go out to dinner with me?”

      He liked her open surprise, too.

      A call came over the radio. Dispatch wanted his location. He thumbed the radio transmitter clipped to his shoulder and responded. A business reported a break-in.

      “I have to go. I’ll call you.”

      “Okay.”

      As he pulled out of the parking lot he watched her. With her head cocked and wearing a bemused smile, she watched him. She definitely liked him, even if she didn’t realize it yet. Sometimes, he thought with a chuckle, knowing things came in handy.