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afterward told me that I saw what I needed to see in order to be able to bear the grief.”
    â€œBut you never believed that.”
    â€œNo, but my time with the therapist made me extremely careful about what I say to other people!”
    He laughed, his green eyes still bright. “Well, I do know people who see them—ghosts—and see them easily.”
    â€œReally?” she asked.
    â€œI’ll introduce you,” he said.
    â€œThey live here?”
    He nodded.
    â€œDoes Adam know about them? Why wouldn’t he have brought them in on this team?”
    â€œWell, frankly, Nikki and Brent have three small children now. I’m sure Adam would have liked to have them on a team, but they’re busy parents. I don’t believe they would work away from the city, not with their children growing up. They have their schools, their church, their sports teams…they’re good people, though. I met Adam through them, actually…” Jake paused in thought.
    â€œI see. And I understand—I think. Adam wants a team that will stay cohesive for a while, a group that starts out together and learns to work together,” Angela said.
    â€œYou think Regina Holloway committed suicide?”
    Angela simply looked at him for a moment and admitted, “No.”
    â€œYou think the house is haunted?” he asked her.
    She laughed. Once again, she chose her words. “Say I believe that a house can be haunted. Perhaps things go bump in the night—or ghosts prowl the hallways. I don’t think that ghosts pushed Regina Holloway over the balcony.”
    â€œGood conclusion.”
    The voice came from the doorway and Angela turned quickly to see that Jackson Crow had finished whatever work he was doing and stood there, watching them. She felt color flood her cheeks. Just how long had he been there?
    â€œI wanted you to let Jake know that he needs to go ahead and pick a room,” Jackson said, his blue eyes as enigmatic as ever. “The rest of the crew will be arriving soon. You might want to get settled. The two maids who worked in the house when Regina was alive won’t come back to work here, but they should be here in a few minutes to show us where the linen can be found, towels, cleaning articles, all that.”
    â€œAll right, I think I’ll go ahead and take that third room in the hallway where you two are,” Jake said. “And I’m pretty good at picking up after myself. I can cook, too,” he assured them.
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    â€œI’ll help you,” Angela said.
    â€œI just have my guitar and my bag,” he said.
    â€œI’ll get the guitar for you—and treat it like gold,” Angela assured him. “You wouldn’t want to drop it on the way up the stairs.”
    â€œSure,” he said, and they both walked past Jackson. Angela feltthat he watched them, and she wondered why. She was equally curious as to why she was suddenly trying to avoid him.
    Because the meeting over the pickax remained between them—and she didn’t really want him knowing that, despite her credentials, she definitely still had her vulnerabilities.
    She wasn’t sure. She was confident, and she knew how to keep her own counsel. But there was something about the way that he looked at her…
    She usually didn’t care, she realized. She wanted Jackson Crow to like her.
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    â€œHi!”
    The fourth member of his team, Whitney Tremont, had just rung the bell. She’d been born and bred in New Orleans just like Jake, but with the difference that Jake came from an “English” background and Whitney was pure Creole.
    She was, he thought, a compelling little bundle of energy. She was little, no more than five-two or five-three, slim, with curly hair and hazel eyes, and skin the color of amber. She had a smile that was infectious, and a soft, sweet voice.
    They had sent him another child.
    No, there was a keen intelligence in her