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siblings. They had yet to actually lose someone close to them to the world of the supernatural. The brutality of the hidden world was something he understood very well. Jeff had lost his mother and his leg. Innocente had been someone they had known and liked, but not actually loved.
    Eduardo, meanwhile, seemed completely unconcerned.
    There was a subtle shift in the air and Jeff glanced over to see Rachoń was no longer in the room. Samantha was checking her phone while sauntering over to the group. She had a distracted air about her.
    “Everything okay?” Jeff asked.
    Samantha shoved her phone into her purse. “Yeah. Mom’s bugging me about Sunday dinner.”
    “I meant about Rachoń?”
    Shoulders sagging, Samantha toyed with one of the curls at the nap of her neck. “Uh, I suck as this phasmagus thing. I couldn’t answer any of her questions.”
    “Told you.” Eduardo nudged Benchley with one elbow. “Talking about Prosper .”
    “Well, I wasn’t much help. I am still struggling with the whole ghost thing. I can’t control which ghosts I see. They just show up randomly.”
    “I’m totally going to help you with that,” Benchley promised. “I’m already chasing down some leads to get some really primo information.”
    Jeff slid an arm around Samantha as she snuggled into his side. “You’ll catch on. You’re the first phasmagus in a very long time.”
    “I suppose asking you if you saw my grandmother recently is not the best idea?” Sergio said, hope in his voice.
    “I haven’t seen her since that night,” Samantha answered sadly.
    Sergio bobbed his head, already surrendered to that possibility. “That’s good though, right?” Sergio looked between the ghost hunting siblings. “It means no unfinished business?”
    “It means she went into the light,” Alexia assured him. “She’s on the other side.”
    Benchley appeared to be about to say something, but Jeff lightly kicked his ankle. Sergio needed to be comforted, not overwhelmed with Benchley’s many theories about ghosts.
    Sergio didn’t notice, or chose not to. The big guy nodded, then looked toward the hallway. “I guess I should say goodbye to Amaliya. Do you think Rachoń is still around?”
    “You think she’s scary, too, huh?” Benchley grinned.
    “I think she’s nice,” Samanth a said. “In a scary sort of way. She really does care about her family.”
    “But we’re not her family,” Jeff reminded his girlfriend, giving her a significant look. “She’ll put them first, every time. Even if it means letting us die. Or killing us.”
    “I wouldn’t go as far as saying I would kill you,” Rachoń said from the entrance of the hallway, a slight smile upon her full lips. “We’re allies now. I take that fact very seriously. And, I’m trusting you with Baptiste.”
    “I didn’t mean any offense,” Jeff said, wishing he’d chosen his words a bit better.
    “None taken. You were speaking the truth.” Rachoń drew closer to them, her maroon eyes examining each one. “I’m about to take my leave, so I thought I’d impart some wisdom before I depart.”
    Jeff sensed his crew tensing around him. There was something definitely unnerving about Rachoń’s manner. She moved like a snake, each movement measured and graceful.
    “Okay,” Benchley said, his voice cracking.
    “Treat each other like family. Don’t let what comes next drive a wedge between you.” Rachoń gave them all a significant look, then vanished in the blink of an eye.
    It was the first time any of them had seen a vampire disappear into thin air.
    They were all stunned.
    “Did that scare anyone else?” Benchley was several shades whiter than usual.
    “Totally,” Aimee said from where she stood with Cass near Jeff’s office.
    “Vampires and their dramatic exits,” Cassandra grumbled as she stalked over to join them.
    “Well, on that note, I’m making my own,” Sergio announced.
    Jeff extended his hand, wishing that Sergio could stay and