"The cat gave you something?" I asked. "That's different than how it happened before."

"Yeah, about that." Travis scratched the back of his sandy-blond head. "These three little words keep coming out of your mouth, words like before, again, and already. I don't know what to think about those three little words."

"I've already lived through tonight," I admitted. "Something, or someone, sent me back for a redo. It has something to do with Chloe and her chauffeur's deaths." ...