Ghost Gone Wild by Carolyn Hart

Ghost Gone Wild by Carolyn Hart

Author:Carolyn Hart [Hart, Carolyn]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Penguin Group US
Published: 2013-09-30T16:00:00+00:00


Chapter 10

Dee and I sat at Lulu’s counter. In the mirror, she looked aristocratic in a wine-red wool jacket with oversize enamel buttons. As always, her short-cut blonde hair was perfectly coiffed. However, her pointed face was drawn in a worried frown. I checked my reflection. I admired the fit of a pink silk ruffle pullover. The blouse was perfect for the gray and pink plaid skirt I’d chosen. High heels, of course, gray leather with a strap over the instep.

“All right.” Her tone was crisp, impatient. “We’re here, since you insisted.” She, too, glanced in the mirror, but not with pleasure. “Wiggins feels strongly about emissaries appearing.”

I’d stayed mum about my plans, hoping a nice breakfast would improve Dee’s attitude. Moreover, in order to eat at Lulu’s, we had to appear. I hoped Dee would find swirling into being easier the more often she became visible. Her stony expression suggested otherwise. I pulled a sheet of paper from my pocket. I’d worked a bit after Dee rolled over in her bunk and fell asleep. I unfolded the sheet, placed it on the counter between us, and tapped it with my forefinger. Hmm. Red polish didn’t complement my lovely blouse. Oh yes, that was much better. I smiled at the new light pink polish.

Dee didn’t miss the change in shade. She seemed rarely to miss much. Her cool blue eyes weren’t admiring. “Did you spend every waking moment admiring yourself when you were alive?”

I glanced at her colorless nails. “Scarlet would be an excellent choice.”

Her cleft chin jutted. “I’ve indulged you. We are having breakfast at what is apparently your spiritual home. You claim to have a plan. What is it?”

“Dee, it’s a Heaven-sent opportunity.” I tried to sound as if surely this was meant to be. “You left Adelaide after your teenage years. No one will recognize you as an adult. You can talk to people with motives to shoot Cole, such as Lisa and Brian Sanford and Arlene Richey. There may be others as well.”

Dee stirred steaming grits. “Why would anyone talk to me?”

I squeezed a dollop of honey on my toast. “Police officers have every right to ask questions.”

“Of course they can. No one disputes—” She stopped, the spoon midway between the bowl and her mouth. “Exactly what are you proposing?”

“The Adelaide police have a very flattering uniform, French blue with black stripes down the trouser legs.”

“No.”

“Do you want Nick tried for murder?” I regretted the sharp question the minute I’d spoken.

Dee’s face twisted. She closed her eyes briefly, opened them. Heartbreak stared at me. “We might do more harm than good. Surely the police will investigate and find out the truth.”

“I hope so.” My tone was grave. “Chief Cobb is a fine man.” Possibly Dee was right. Possibly I enjoyed the hunt too much. As Wiggins always warned, emissaries must fight against being too much of the earth.

However, I didn’t hear the distant whistle of the Rescue Express, which did not augur well for Nick Magruder.

I felt a sense of urgency.



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