Holtzmann was lead back to her cell, the police checked out that Pete`s story matched hers. Then they went to bring in Tom for further questioning. Holtzmann nervously paced her cell back and forth. She was still freezing, she told a guard but he just laughed at her and said something insulting about her line of work. The two drunks were gone. The other woman was still there, she didn't say anything to Holtzmann and Holtzmann didn't say anything to her.

"There is someone here to see you." A guard said bluntly, a different one from the one who had refused to give her a blanket. The cell door was opened. Holtzmann slipped out. She was lead down a series of corridors to a small room. It warm in there- she was thankful.

"Look I'm not supposed to do this but I owe you." Holtzmann looked at the guard and frowned. The woman was tall and slim, she had crooked teeth and long brown hair which she had twisted and put up with a clip. Holtz wracked her brains- she couldn't for the life of her recall who this woman was.

"You don't remember me do you?" Holtzmann shook her head.

"It's okay, I know you wouldn't remember every one of your clients." Holtzmann`s lips parted.

"You came and did a bust for me a couple months ago. I was so grateful! Anyways, Abby? Is that her name?" Holtz nodded.

"She rang me and asked if she could see you." Holtz`s eyes flicked up.

"Abby?" The guard opened the door. Abby came running in, she bundled Holtzmann up into a hug. Holtzmann squeezed back. She loosened her grip slightly- out of fear of squeezing the life out of Abby.

"Don't give all your love to one girl Holtzy!" Holtzmann peered over Abby`s shoulder.

"Patty!" Holtz released Abby and ran up to Patty. She wrapped her legs around Patty`s waist- Patty took the whole weight of Holtzmann. Patty set her down and stroked her blonde hair, which was in need of a wash. Patty set her bag down and picked out a tube of Pringles. Holtzmann did a small celebratory dance which consisted mostly of hip wiggles. She took the Pringles off Patty and bit into a stack of three, not caring that crumbs fell to the floor. Holtzmann buried her face into Patty`s side and grabbed Abby to bring he into the embrace.

"Can I squeeze in?" Came a small voice from outside the huddle. Holtzmann couldn't see past Patty`s shoulder, she felt long arms entwine around her waist, she twisted her head. It was Erin. Holtzmann threw her hands forward and pulled her closer.

The huddle collapsed after a little while. Holtzmann kept a hold of Erin's hand.

"He's framing me." She told them. They gasped.

"He's claiming he came to report a ghost." Patty tutted.

Just then the door opened. It was the guard, she looked through to Abby. She looked pained.

"We have a warrant to search the fire house property." Two other guards came in and grabbed Holtzmann, she screamed and tried to fight back. She tried to keep a hold of Erin. Erin shouted to her as she was dragged out of the room. She told her everything would be okay, she wished she had sounded more convincing.

Abby, Erin and Patty travelled back to the firehouse. They watched as coppers overturned everything on the three floors. They weren't carful. Abby feared Holtzmann would have to fix some of the tech when she returned. Then one man came across the log book. There it was under the date in question was the name Tom James. And next to it?

Reported ghost encounter.

Abby gasped and shook her head.

"I didn't write that." She whispered.