CHAPTER FIVE
There we were, stuck in the spirit world, worse than when we had come in.
“Boss man, this is on you,” Bo said, pointing at me. “If you hadn’t—”
“We’re not playing the blame game,” I said. I stood, cracking my neck.
“It’s totally your fault,” CeCe said, wiping dust off her dress.
“How about we focus on the root cause instead of bashing me,” I said.
“That wolf was our ticket,” Bo said. “Now we can’t go home because of whatever the hell that was just chasing you. And we ain’t got no wolf to interrogate. And I gotta drive this tiny-ass car, man.”
CeCe patted him on the back. “At least it’s not a stick shift.”
“Way to keep things optimistic, girl,” Bo said. “But a’ight, boss man. Let’s follow your lead. Yo, grasshopper! Wassup?”
Natkaal’s exoskeleton was still pale. He sto
