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like this before and, like Lester, had even doubted Dr. Clark. She found it difficult to fathom anyone could feel this kind of connection to someone, let alone experience his life.
    Jeremy smiled and nodded at Kelly Anderson, from the newspaper office, as they walked to the motel.
    The boy from the pizza shop almost ran into them carrying a pizza. “Hey,” he mumbled as he rushed past them.
    Jeremy nodded at him. “That’s Lee Derrick. I swear that kid is always in a hurry.”
    Rebecca stepped aside to let him pass. “Yeah, he almost knocked me down at the pizza shop yesterday.”
    “Hey, Alex,” Jeremy said.
    They stopped for a moment to speak with the waiter from the Pizza Shop. Jeremy introduced them. “Alex Collins, Rebecca Brennan.” Alex shook her hand.
    “I met Miss Brennan last night. Nice to see you again.” His smile reached the deep blue of his eyes.
    His formality surprised Rebecca. No one had ever called her Miss Brennan before. She stifled a yawn, while Jeremy chatted with Alex.
    Finally, Jeremy turned toward her. “Guess we better get you settled. Later, Alex.”
    They waved at Ethan on the way to her room. She smiled, liking the friendliness and hospitality of the people in town. Everyone seemed to know each other.
    “I’ll pick you up and take you to your car first thing in the morning, if that’s okay with you.”
    Rebecca had forgotten all about her car. “Thanks, I appreciate it.” Reluctant to leave him, she stood outside the room, wondering if she should invite him in. He turned the key in the lock. Suddenly, the hair on her neck prickled, and a shiver ran through her body. Her knees turned to jelly.
     
     

Chapter Seven
     
    Rebecca grabbed Jeremy’s arm, pulled back, and knew he sensed it, too.
    He nudged her aside, pushed the door open, and waited for a second, though it felt like hours. Crouching low, he looked inside.
    She peered into the darkened room, gasped at the disarray. Her clothes strewn everywhere, and her suitcase lay opened on the bed.
    Jeremy grabbed her hand and raced to the office. Rebecca ran to keep up with his long strides.
    Ignoring Ethan, Jeremy punched in a number on his cellphone. “Sally, this is Jeremy. I’m at Ethan’s place. Get the chief out here now, along with the fingerprinting crew and photographer.”
    Ethan stared open mouthed.
    Jeremy turned to Ethan, flipped the phone closed, and began questioning him. “Who was in Miss Brennan’s room?”
    Ethan’s mouth dropped open wider. “What? When?” he barely sputtered.
    Jeremy paced the office, walked to the door, and spun around to Ethan. “You didn’t see anyone go into Miss Brennan’s room?”
    Ethan shook his head. Poor man , Rebecca thought. His face drained of color. She thought for a minute he was going to pass out the way Jeremy interrogated him.
    Within minutes, sirens sounded, and the hotel crawled with police carrying equipment, heading toward her room. Jeremy slammed the door behind him as he ran out to meet the chief.
    Rebecca stayed in the office with Ethan while the police went through her room. Not that he said anything. The poor man looked to be in total shock. Although he did mumble to himself while he stared out the window. Rebecca could hardly make out what he said. Something about strangers coming to town and disrupting a peaceful existence.
    Jeremy came back an hour later, her suitcase in hand. “You’re coming to my place.” It was a statement, not a question. Rebecca knew arguing wasn’t an option.
    Mrs. Marlin met them at the door, a worried look on her face. Obviously, she had heard the news. “Are you all right, dear?” She sounded sincere, but the look in her eyes showed distrust. Not that Rebecca could blame her. Heck, she’d react the same way if a woman showed up at her door with a bizarre story; she’d probably throw her out. At least they all listened to her. Still, Rebecca didn’t feel comfortable here. Mrs. Marlin threw her a look that almost screamed