The Ex Who Saw a Ghost (Charley's Ghost Book 4) by Sally Berneathy

Author:Sally Berneathy [Berneathy, Sally]
Language: eng
Format: epub, azw3
Published: 2016-03-14T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twelve

They crossed the parking lot to Teresa’s cute little convertible in the shelter of covered parking.

“Can I drive?” Charley asked then laughed. “Just kidding.” The expression on his face said he hadn’t been kidding. Charley had been a fan of fast cars, fast motorcycles and fast women. Now he was without all three.

Amanda waved a hand at the car. “We can’t take this. Parked along that farm road, it’ll stand out like a race horse in a herd of mules. We’ll have to take my bike. It’s black and small enough we can hide it off the road.”

Teresa’s eyes widened. “Your bike? You want me to ride on the back of a motorcycle?”

Amanda gave a slight shrug. “I’ve ridden in your car. Riding on my bike can’t be scarier than that.”

“I like riding with her,” Charley said.

Teresa arched an eyebrow at him. “You’ve only ridden as a passenger on her bike since you’ve been dead. If you were still alive, you’d fear for your life.”

Amanda lifted her hands, palms outward. “That’s my offer. Take it or leave it. I’m not really excited about this trip anyway.”

“I don’t have a helmet.”

Helmets weren’t required by law in Texas, but it would be foolish for Teresa to ride without one. “You got a bicycle helmet?”

“Well, yeah, one from high school.”

“Go get it, and change those slacks for jeans and those sandals for something sturdier, something more weed-worthy.”

Ten minutes later Teresa returned wearing tight jeans and cowboy boots with inlaid patterns. Her hair was tucked up under a bicycle helmet that looked as if it would be better than nothing...but not a lot.

Amanda climbed on her bike and Teresa got on behind her.

Charley settled between the two. “This is going to be fun, just like the time you took me to Kimball’s house so I could look around for evidence. We had a good time, didn’t we?”

“Yeah, if you think having handcuffs slapped on your wrists is a good time, I had a great time.” She pulled down the faceplate of her helmet and started the bike.

Only half the sun blazed above the horizon as they headed south for the second time that day. It would be almost dark by the time they got to Lila’s house. A good thing. The area didn’t have a lot of trees to hide behind.

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Amanda got as close to Lila’s house as she could, then stopped and lifted her faceplate. “Climb off and I’ll pull to the side of the road and park the bike next to that tree.”

A few gnarled mesquite trees and clumps of weeds dotted the barren landscape, but it was twilight and getting darker. They should be able to do this. The moon was barely a quarter, and they would be out of there in ten minutes.

Charley darted happily toward the house.

Amanda started through the brush.

Teresa hung back. “This is close enough, isn’t it?”

“Come on!” Charley called. “I’m almost inside! You need to move a few feet closer.”

“Does that answer your question?” Amanda asked.

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