The following morning Allison took her daughters to school hoping to see Amanda bringing her daughter in, no such luck. She drove to work to find Scanlon had already contacted both witnesses. Katrina Dugger was not willing to come back in for another interview. She couldn't take the time off. Allison drove to Chase, Young, and Pearson Associates, Katrina's place of work.

She noticed Katrina getting out of her car as she pulled in. She quickly caught up to her at the end of the parking lot.

"Katrina, I'm Allison DuBois, I hope you remember me from the other day."

"Yes, Sorry I don't have the time for another chat. I have too much work."

Allison needed to get her attention.

"Katrina, I know you were the intended target of the shooter. When she realizes she made a mistake she will come after you."

That got her attention. Katrina stood frozen in place looking at Allison.

"You are mistaken. I don't even know shooter. Excuse me"

She proceeded to walk off but Allison was close enough to put a hand on her shoulder hoping to slow her down………..then………………

The college student who gave birth was in her dorm room. She was crying and trying to get some dried blood off some clothing. The door opens and another young girl comes in.

"Katrina, what's wrong?"

The girl is caught off guard. She tried to contain herself.

"I thought you were gone."

"Nope, but I'm leaving in a few minutes, though. What happened?"

"Oh, I tripped over the concrete steps at the library."

Allison's hand was pulled off of Katrina's shoulder.

"Leave me alone."

Katrina moved away from Allison and quickly went inside the complex. Allison picked up her cell and proceeded to call Scanlon.

"Can you get more information of Katrina Dugger?"

Scanlon learnt a long time ago not to doubt Allison's senses. He simply said he would see what he could do and hung up.

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Allison was driving to pick up the girls. She was still thinking of the case when she arrived in front of the school. Ariel opened the passenger door and moved besides her mother.

"Jill's mom is the one in the blue care over there."

Allison turned off her car and moved towards the blue care with Ariel running to catch up. Jill had just gotten in the passenger seat when she arrived. Allison was at the drives side and realized her daughter was absolutely right. She was a dead ringer for the person in the sketch.

"Excuse me, Mrs. Mortenson, my name is Allison DuBois, Ariel's mom. I just wanted to say hi in person and invite you to a barbecue tonight."

"Call me Amanda. Sorry, we just can't tonight. Can we have a rain check?"

"Sure, no problem, anytime."

Allison offered her hand…..but Amanda had no intention of shaking hands with her. She didn't want to touch her. Allison could feel Amanda's mind in hers……………

"You're not going to get me that easily. She was saying. I know about you."

Amanda quickly rolled up the window and sped away. Allison ran to her car grabbing her cell phone and calling Scanlon as fast as she could. Bridget looked confused and was trying to get her mothers attention.

"I know who the shooter is, she told him".

She proceeded to quickly tell him about Amanda and that he needed to find her and take her in for questions. Ariel gave her mother Jill's home address. She hung up. She needed to get the girls home first.

Ariel looked very concerned.

"Are you sure the person you are looking for is Jill's mom?"

Allison didn't know what to tell her daughter. Yes, she was sure. She was also sure Amanda Mortenson was very aware of her "gift". Allison had never met another person so mentally strong. She tried to calm her daughter's fears.

"I need to drop you and Bridget off and leave. Can you take care of things till your father gets home? It's only going to be about an hour. Marie can stay at the day care till your father can pick her up."

Ariel just nodded and remained quiet for the trip home. Bridget was bombarding her mother with questions. Allison really didn't hear her.

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After dropping off the girls Allison was moving towards the Mortenson home. She was about a block away when she heard the sirens and was passed by an ambulance. She just knew where they were going and feared the worse.

The front was full of fire trucks, police cars, and medical personnel. The home was engulfed. She found Scanlon and DA Davalos behind a police car.

"Is there anyone inside?"

"We don't know yet. The neighbors called this fire in."

Allison instantly knew Amanda had set the fire. Amanda's little trip in Allison's mind gave her a much easier time feeling Amanda's thoughts. I'm sure Amanda never really considered this happening.

Amanda was walking to Katrina's car. She looked around and settled on a bunch of trees and bushes. She was huddled behind the largest tree jus a few yards away from the car. She was holding a gun.

"Katrina Dugger is in danger. We need to call her and tell her to stay in her office until an officer gets there."

They both looked at her in disbelief.

"What are you talking about?"

Allison tried to provide a quick review of what she envisioned which seemed to be enough for the two men. They started for the car with two more police cars in pursuit.

They arrived at the office complex in less than 6 minutes, but it was already too late. Katrina was lying near her car door and Amanda was still clearly in sight (at least to Allison). She was removing the windbreaker and cap and quickly walking away. She heard the sirens and ran between some buildings.

Allison yelled after her. Scanlon and a few officers started running in her direction. They disappeared behind some buildings. Allison heard the shot.

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