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appeared clueless. If she did have any ability to see ghosts, she’d never develop it hanging around this clown.
    Bill was now tapping his foot and then looking in different directions. Spooking the shit out of everyone as Marley worked an EMF meter around the perimeter.
    Of course, the electric pole outside the house would be interfering with it like crazy—she should know that. And maybe she did. She could be in on this whole thing. “You still think she’s innocent? Because she’s got a lot to gain by helping Bill with this scheme.”
    “Attention.” Rifter nudged him and Marley walked over to where they stood.
    “What do you guys think?” Marley asked.
    “It’s the biggest piece of—” Jinx spit.
    “Paranormal we’ve seen in a while,” Rifter added smoothly. “Fascinating.”
    Marley nodded, but there was a small frown on her forehead. She turned slowly and Jinx held his breath, because Paula was suddenly standing right in front of her.
    Jinx watched the panic rise in Marley. She stepped back and Paula moved toward her and he and Rifter were the only ones noticing.
    “Is she all right?” Rifter asked.
    “She’s seeing Paula,” Jinx confirmed, quiet enough for wolf hearing, but not human. “Marley’s the real deal.”
    “And she looks ready to bolt,” Rifter added.
    “I’ll get rid of Paula for now.”
    “I’ll let the asshole keep thinking he’s doing a great job,” Rifter said, running a tongue over his elongating canines, his Brother Wolf obviously begging to be allowed to come out and play. “Later, boy, we’ll get him. Just have to figure out his game first,” Rifter muttered to himself.
    He moved back and hit an old pipe that would echo into upstairs. It got everyone’s attention, except for Marley, who didn’t take her eyes from Paula for a second. And as frustrating as it would be to break up their meeting, this wasn’t the place for Marley to talk to the ghost.
    Jinx moved forward and Paula looked up at him, a question in her eyes. Meanwhile, Bill was coming toward them.
    “Marley, why are you staring into space when you’re needed?” he demanded, coming up to stand next to her, inches from Paula’s ghost. “We’ve heard knocking coming from upstairs.”
    Marley took her eyes from Paula and glanced at Bill. “I’m sorry—what do you need?”
    “Come with me.”
    When Marley looked back, Paula was still there, waiting. Marley nodded at her, white as a sheet. But hell, at least she’d finally realized that her boss was a total fake.
    Marley backed away from Paula, turning at the very last minute so she didn’t kill herself on the stairs. It was then she ran up after Bill.
    “It’s okay,” Jinx said to the ghost. “Not here, Paula—visit her later. When she’s not with Bill. I’ll get Marley alone so you can talk to her.”
    For the first time since he’d seen her, Paula spoke. “Thank you,” was all she said before she disappeared, but it was enough.
    Marley watched Bill posturing in front of her as she felt Paula’s presence retreat, her body no longer freezing cold, the way it had been moments before when she’d seen the ghost.
    He can’t really see her. Or even feel her. Or any goddamned ghost.
    And actually, he’d been the one to make the noise earlier. He was a fraud and it was disappointing as hell, but it also put a much deeper worry inside her mind.
    Paula’s murder . . . what if?
    Paula . . .
    Her chest tightened and her skin tingled. She’d definitely seen the ghost. She could try to blame lack of sleep or lack of food or bad lighting, but she knew she’d seen the real thing.
    And Bill hadn’t.
    There were no other ghosts here. Paula had been the real deal. Her chest . . . the blood. The hole where her heart should’ve been. Could Bill have done that?
    The bodyguards seemed serious about the wolf thing. What was going on here?
    She knew one thing for sure—she didn’t want to be around any of this. No more, she promised herself.