A Ghoul's Guide to Love and Murder by Laurie Victoria

Author:Laurie, Victoria [Laurie, Victoria]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Publisher: Penguin Publishing Group
Published: 2015-11-30T08:00:00+00:00

Chapter 9

We found Heath in the same spot I’d left him, but with an ice pack held close to his temple. Gilley winced when he spotted him. “Nice look, dude.”

“Back atcha,” Heath told him tartly.

Gilley curtsied. “It’s for the reception,” he said, swishing the flapper fringe to and fro. “I’ve got a more elaborate gown for the wedding.”

“I would’ve guessed you were a tux man myself,” Heath said.

“That’s what Michel is wearing,” he said. “I wanted to make a statement.”

“Mission accomplished,” I told him, and Gilley beamed.

He then turned his attention back to Heath. “Heard you had a close encounter with an old friend of ours. And of course with a forty-five-caliber.”

“Yep. I’m not sure which one was scarier either.”

“Jack,” Gilley said. “Jack’s the scariest spook I’ve ever seen. Well, next to that thing from Ireland. And the Grim Widow. Although Oruç’s demon was no picnic . . .”

“As much as I love this trip down memory lane,” I said, reaching for Heath’s belt with all of his spikes still firmly in place. “Mind taking a look?”

Gil took the belt from me and lifted out a spike. He looked around and walked it over to the hinge of the door leading to the bathroom. He knocked it against the hinge easily and pulled it away just as easily. “No. Way.”

I went over to him and took up the spike, mimicking Gilley by tapping it against the hinge. There was no pulling sensation. Just metal striking metal. “Son of a bitch,” I muttered, going back to retrieve the whole belt. Gil and I went through each spike and then on to the plates in Heath’s coat, then in mine, then all the spikes and plates in my gear, and not a single magnet could be found. Except for the plates in my boots. Those were magnetized. And then I realized that my boots had been left at the office when Heath and I went on our vacation, not here in my condo.

“How is this possible?” I finally asked Gilley.

“I have no idea,” he said, looking very shaken. Then he got up from the floor where we’d been testing the spikes with a screwdriver from my junk drawer and went over to the sofa, taking a seat at the end opposite Heath. “I magnetized all of these spikes and plates myself,” he said. “I mean, I recognize them as the ones I bought and then magnetized.”

“How do you magnetize something?” Heath suddenly asked him.

“With a magnetizer,” he said simply.

“Seriously?” Heath asked. “That’s a thing?”

“Yeah,” I said to him. “You’ve seen him work with it on the set before, right?”

Heath moved the ice pack slightly. “I guess I have, but I never really took it in that that’s what he was doing.”

“You can buy one at any hardware store or online,” Gil said.

“Okay, so how do you demagnetize something?” I asked next.

“With a demagnetizer,” Gil said.

I looked skyward. Ask a silly question . . . “Okay, so where can you find one of those?”

“It’s usually the same tool,” Gil said.

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