“Wait. Now you want me to be a ghost guide?”
She quirks a brow. “Do you prefer to be haunted for the rest of your life?” I look at Fiona for help.
She only shrugs. “It’s either that or we go back in the office and try again.”
“No way. It touched me.” I shudder in disgust. “God, how am I supposed to sleep here now knowing there’s a freaking ghost floating around?”
“It’s been floating around for quite some time, dear.”
“Is that supposed to make me feel better?”
She chuckles. “Well, it hasn’t molested you yet, if that’s what you’re worried about.” Horrified, I gape at her. “Yet?”
“No one is molesting anyone!” interrupts Claire, irritated. “The spirit doesn’t want to fondle you, it wants you to help it get revenge.”
“On who? For what?”
“Do some research and find out.”
I glare at her.
