Lollie had just finished explaining her encounters with the three girls when there was a knock on the door. Rosie got up and wandered over to the door to check who was out there, thinking it was just Aaron who she planned to ignore. There was nobody there. Just a couple of men moving boxes up and down the corridor and she doubted it had been them.
"Who is it?"
"Well unless they're invisible."
"Hey, you don't think that I can only see ghosts that are in some way related to me do you? Like only you cos..."
"You saw the man who was attacking me. That's law, not blood."
"How many generations do you think it is?"
"I can't be sure. There's been some sort of muddying of the water though. It's not going to be an easy line to trace."
"Do you want to keep the necklace? I suppose it is yours..."
"It's not like I'm going to wear it!" As she spoke, Lollie laughed. As Rosie looked at her long dead relative, it made her so happy to see the young girl smile. She had seemed so depressed for such a long time.
This time Lollie went and checked, reassuring her that it was probably just some kid messing about.
"God I must sound like I'm so old!"
"You don't look it! How do you do it?"
The two women laughed. They both loved being able to talk to each other so candidly and they were both clearly benefitting from the light atmosphere.
"Nope. Just some kid."
"So what do you suggest I do? I mean, there are no witnesses, little evidence. It's like..."
"The killer wasn't really there." Lollie exhaled loudly, clearly scared by this thought.
They were both stood by the door and so Rosie opened it instantaneously.
Lollie took a step out into the corridor.
"Morning Lollie. Good to see you again. Guess who's moving in next door?"
The girl stopped herself from swearing as she backed her way into the apartment.
"Who is it?" Rosie asked.
"A very, very bad woman."