"Why don't you cops move along and stop bothering old Barney and I. Ain’t that right, Barney?" Lucy winked at the empty stool in front of the counter.
"Uh, Lucy—" began Amanda.
Lucy's ghost set the carafe on the counter and turned to glare at Amanda and Phillip, who both had their flashlights trained on her. "Do I know you people?" Amanda shook her head. "Then how do you know my name?"
Amanda hesitated. It was a good question and one that deserved a response. "Well, you see I'm Gib Dark’s niece—"
Lucy's features were suddenly split by a wide grin and she rushed to stand in front of Amanda, the ghostly figure now sparkling under the light from the two flashlights.
"You're Mandy?" Lucy asked excitedly. "Well, why didn't you say so when you came in?" Lucy turned to look at the pass bar b
