Haunted by Meg Cabot

Author:Meg Cabot [Cabot, Meg]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi, azw3
Tags: Romance, Usenet, C429, Kat, Exratorrents
ISBN: 9780756978310
Publisher: Avon Books
Published: 2003-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

chapter

ten

I didn’t even have to turn my head to see who it was.

“Hi, Craig,” I said out of the corner of my mouth. Neil and Jorge were too deeply absorbed in the beverage order they were just finishing up discussing to pay attention to me, anyway.

“So.” Craig settled onto the bar stool next to mine. “This is how you mediators work? Get your feet all wrecked, then mooch rides off the siblings of the deceased?”

“Not usually,” I murmured discreetly.

“Oh.” Craig fiddled with a book of matches from the bar. “Because I was going to say. You know. Great technique. Really making some stellar progress on my case there, aren’t you?”

I sighed. Really, after everything I’d been through, I did not need some dead guy making wisecracks.

But I guess I deserved them.

“How are you doing?” I asked, trying to keep my tone light. “You know, with the whole being dead thing?”

“Oh, jim-dandy,” Craig said. “Loving every minute of it.”

“You’ll get used to it,” I said, thinking of Jesse.

“Oh, I’m sure I will,” Craig said. He was looking at Neil.

I should, of course, have gotten a clue then. But I didn’t. I was too caught up in my own problems…not to mention my feet.

Then Neil handed his clipboard to Jorge, shook his hand, and turned to me.

“Are you ready, Susan?” he asked.

I didn’t bother to correct him about my name. I just nodded and slid down from the bar stool. I had to look to make sure my feet had hit the floor, because I couldn’t feel it. The floor, I mean. The skin on the bottoms of my feet had gone completely numb.

“You really did a number on yourself,” was Craig’s comment.

But he, unlike his brother, very helpfully slipped an arm around my waist and guided me toward the door, where Neil was waiting, his car keys in his hand.

I must have looked particularly peculiar as I approached—I was definitely leaning some of my weight into Craig, which must have given me an odd appearance, since of course Neil couldn’t see Craig—because Neil said, “Um, Susan, are you sure you want to go straight home? I think maybe you might want to pay a little visit to the emergency room….”

“No, no,” I said lightly. “I’m fine.”

“Right,” Craig snickered in my ear.

Still, with his help, I made it out to Neil’s car all right. Like Paul, Neil had a convertible BMW. Unlike Paul’s, Neil’s appeared to be secondhand.

“Hey!” Craig cried, when he saw the vehicle. “That’s my car!”

This was, I felt, the natural reaction of a guy who’d found his car in the possession of another. Jake would undoubtedly have said the same thing. Over and over again.

Craig got over his indignation long enough to steer me into the front seat. I was about to give him a grateful smile when he then hopped into the backseat. Even then, of course, I didn’t figure it out. I just assumed Craig wanted to come along for the ride. Why not? It wasn’t like he had anything better to do, so far as I knew.

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