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the other people you were talking to?”
                  Darcy listened to the phone ring on the other end.  “That was the trick.  There’s nobody here but me.”
                  “You can’t call the police!” Izzy insisted.  “I can’t let them know who I am!”
                  “Don’t worry,” Darcy said.  “This one already does.  He’s my boyfriend.”

Chapter Six
     
                  Darcy and Izzy and Lilly sat at the kitchen table, drinking tea that Izzy had freshly brewed.  Darcy had helped them clean up the ruined groceries, after making sure the doors were all securely locked, and in the mess of things Izzy had bought was a box of green tea bags.  When Darcy had said she’d love a cup of tea, Izzy had looked almost grateful to have something to do that would keep her mind off, well, everything else.
                  Now, they sat and waited for Jon.  He had been out on another stolen car case.  This time, the car had been stolen from someone living in Misty Hollow.  He promised to be there as soon as he could.  “You know what this means, right Darcy?” he had asked.
                  She did.  There was a very good chance that Jon would have to arrest Izzy.  Unless he had a very good reason not to.
                  “I’m still not sure I should talk to you,” Izzy said to her, turning her tea cup around and around.  The ceramic mug was actually meant for coffee, but they were the only cups she had in the house.
                  Darcy tried to look Izzy in the eye but the other woman kept looking away.  “It’s all right,” Darcy said.  “I promise, I’m here to help you.  I know I may not look like much, but I actually help people all the time.  I have this gift that allows me to see things that other people can’t.  That’s what happened to me yesterday on your porch.  I had a vision.  A vision of you running away from a man.”
                  Darcy went on to describe the whole scene perfectly to Izzy.  Her mouth fell open when Darcy was done.  “How can you know that?”
                  “I told you,” Darcy insisted.  “I had a vision.”
                  Ordinarily, Darcy would never tell anyone about her gift.  People either thought she was crazy or they laughed at her or they tried to get Darcy to contact long dead relatives who hadn’t wanted anything to do with the people when they’d been alive, much less now when they were dead.  She had to convince Izzy that she could help, though, and the truth seemed to be the only way to do it.
                  “Mommy?” Lilly said slowly.  She sat in a chair pulled right up next to her mother and did her best to attach herself to Izzy’s side.  Lilly stretched up to whisper in Izzy’s ear, “I think we can trust her.”
                  Darcy smiled at Lilly.  “Thank you, Lilly.”
                  Lilly’s face turned pink and she went silent again.  What she had said seemed to tip the scales for Izzy, and she visibly relaxed, like a weight had just been taken off her shoulders.  “All right, Darcy.  I’ll tell you the story.”
                  “I know some of it.”  The clock on the wall chimed the hour.  Darcy looked at it, surprised to find it was only two in the afternoon.  “You went on the run with your daughter and went into hiding, right?  That’s why you’ve kept yourself shut up in this house.”
                  Izzy nodded, staring down into her tea.  “I couldn’t let them take Lilly away.  If I’d turned myself in…”
                  Darcy knew the part that Izzy was leaving unsaid.  She was wanted for the murder of her husband.  Lilly’s father.  If she’d been arrested, then her daughter would have been taken away and put in state custody or something.  No