Two estranged sisters must use their paranormal gifts to prove themselves innocent when a college student goes missing.
Having escaped her dysfunctional past, Jess has been quietly enjoying her normal college experience. But all that changed the ni...
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Ash hopped into the Deputy's car before he could get out to knock on Tabitha's front door. She'd been nervously waiting for the last half an hour, so had been ready as soon as she spotted his blue sedan pulling through the gates. Why is it when you're dreading something, it comes around twice as quick; she wondered.
'How was Jess this morning?' he asked.
Her lips wobbled as she tried to hide her smile. 'Hungover, but she left for class an hour ago. She wanted me to remind you about Charity's sketchbook.'
'I haven't forgotten. But it's difficult to smuggle out of the station. I'm trying to find an opportunity to take some pictures without anyone noticing. But it's all hands on deck there.'
'Seemed that way yesterday.'
Silence descended as the radio quietly hummed in the background. Ash rested her head on the seat. The Deputy's steadfast nature was like a natural balm against her worries. His calm assuredness was like a physical presence that she could wrap around herself.
'So I'm assuming that the Sheriff doesn't know about this little trip of yours?' she asked with her eyes closed.
'You would assume correct.'
'How do you plan to play this? I want to know what role I'm playing here.'
He smirked to himself as he glanced at her attire. 'Think you can manage being a criminology student?'
Her answering smile was just as amused. 'Sneaky. I'm assuming you want me to be completing some paper relating to how the police force handles missing persons cases?'
'Something along those lines will do nicely.'
'And what about you? You playing a role or yourself?'
'To lend some air of credibility to your story, I'm going to be myself.' He waited for her to argue, but she just continued to doze against the headrest.
'I think it's a good idea. She's more likely to trust someone with a badge,' she finally said.
The Deputy nodded as they turned into a pleasant neighbourhood with bricked townhouses. It was the typical setting of suburban America. Ash wouldn't have been surprised to see an apron wearing mom rush out of the door after her 2.5 children with a hoover in one hand and an apple pie in the other. It was a setting that she was very unfamiliar with.
He parked outside a house that looked just the same as the one next to it, and identical to the one across the street.
'It's like a fucking maze,' she whispered.
'Welcome to the Texan suburbia.'
Ash crossed herself, and the Deputy chuckled. She followed him through the white picket fence and up the paved walkway to the veranda.
