The ghosts, all six of them, showed up at the townhouse bright and early Monday morning. So early that Mike and Sage had barely gotten downstairs to make breakfast.
“What brings you here at the crack of dawn?” Sage asked Brody.
Mike shook his head as he got out eggs and bacon. “I take it we have company.”
“Got it in one,” Sage told him while waiting for Brody to reply.
“Kurt took some pictures we thought you might be interested in, especially Mike,” Brody said.
When Sage repeated that for Mike, the detective said, “Dare I ask what they are?”
“Some group photos of the six of us,” Kurt said, and Sage relayed.
“Seriously?” Mike asked. “That’s possible? Okay, I guess it must be. Let’s see.”
Kurt held up his camera. “I have to download them to Van’s laptop, or your computer.” He shrugge
