Kimberly snorted.

"Uh-huh."

She kept her eyes on the road.

"Bear. Mountain lion. Spotty service."

A beat.

"See? This is why I bring you."

She pointed at Colt through the mirror.

"When we find detached arm in woods, you immediately come up with normal explanation."

Another pause.

"Meanwhile Liza is probably naming the ghost already."

Kimberly shook her head.

"I need balance in my life."