Isabella’s cherubic face lit in a gentle smile. Staring out in front of herself, she spoke in a softly accented voice. “Hello, Brandilynn. I am so very sorry for your death. You are welcome to use this body to find your killer.”
I warmed at her kind tone, but at the same time … double eww. I rubbed my palms against my skirt, wondering how on earth I could be dead and sweating.
Dan tugged me closer. “This is Isabella. She’ll be your channel.”
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