“Thanks for inviting me to stay. It’s been a long time since I’ve had a home-cooked meal.” “From what Joe tells me, you’re here to help save my life and arrest Billy. How could I not share with you?” Beth glanced at Joe and smiled. Brian turned his attention to Joe. “So give me more details about your vision.” Joe set his spoon down. He hated to think of the vision that had rocked him earlier in the day, but it was important that they go over the details once again. “It was dark, a parking lot probably because there were cars in the background. A security light that kept buzzing and switiching on and off.” He rested his elbows on the table and stared at the clock on the kitchen wall. “Flashes. The light. Cars. Beth wearing a dark suit, crumpled on her knees with a large blood stain on her chest.” He stopped suddenly and stared at Beth. Shit. She’d gone pale. “I’m sorry.” Beth reached over and squeezed Joe’s hand.
