Love in the Time of Poltergeists by Vivi Andrews

Author:Vivi Andrews [Andrews, Vivi]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Vivi Andrews
Published: 2009-02-17T09:00:00+00:00

Chapter Six: You Just Can’t Trust a Horny Poltergeist

Sitting at her kitchen table with a petulant ghost and grouchy detective was not how Lucy had envisioned spending her night—especially after Jake Cox had walked through her door that afternoon like a walking, talking gift from Cupid.

Lucy sat as far away from the two idiots as possible. Out of the line of fire, according to Jake’s orders, and beyond Jake’s reach, according to Eliot’s insistence. Her little accountant nightlight took protectiveness to new levels, puffing up and turning up the wattage whenever Jake touched her, even if it was only a casual brush on her arm. Other than that, Eliot had shown no further signs of going poltergeist on them, and Jake’s gun was back in his holster, although one of his hands hovered over it constantly.

Now if only she could get the two pig-headed men to stop bickering and cooperate long enough to get them both out of her kitchen.

“I’m not a rat,” Eliot insisted stubbornly, his lower lip puffed out in classic kindergarten style.

“No, you’re a ghost,” Jake snapped irritably. “Joe Morrissey had you killed.”

“Exactly! What do you think he’d do to me if he found out I’d ratted him out?”

“He can’t do anything to you! You’re already dead.”

“You don’t know Big Joe.”

“I’m pretty sure he’s not God, Eliot,” Jake growled.

“No, he’s the devil.”

“He’s a small-time mafioso with psychopathic tendencies and delusions of grandeur, and as his former accountant—”

“Hey, who said I was former?”

“You’re dead, Eliot. Big Joe killed you. Get it through your head. As I was saying, as his former accountant, you are in a unique position to put him away for the rest of his life. And you don’t even have to confront him. You can be the chicken-shit coward you are and still do your part for justice. All you have to do is tell me where Joe Morrissey’s financial records are.”

“And you’ll do what?”

“I’ll turn them over to the Organized Crime Task Force. The cops can’t very well say they got tipped off by a dead guy, but if I get Morrissey’s books for them, they won’t look a gift mobster in the mouth. So where are they, Eliot?”

“What about Candy?”

“I’ll do what I can to make sure she’s prosecuted for your murder.”

Eliot was shaking his head before Jake finished speaking. “I don’t want her to suffer.”

Lucy couldn’t stay quiet any longer. “Eliot, she murdered you.”

“Yeah, but she also, you know.” Eliot made a crude gesture with his hands. “I appreciated that.”

“She only slept with you so she could kill you!” Lucy protested.

“Yeah, but she still slept with me. She shouldn’t be punished for that.”

“She should be punished for murder!”

“It wasn’t her idea,” Eliot pouted. “I’m sure she didn’t want to. It was Big Joe.”

Lucy couldn’t help but roll her eyes. There were some things about men she would never understand. “Then will you let Jake put Big Joe in jail? Please, Eliot, tell him where to find Big Joe’s books. I know you were scared of him, but I promise he can’t hurt you anymore.

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