Chapter 3
“He lives hell and gone from here,” Jon said the next morning, looking at the address Sage had given them for Grant Newton. “If you tell me you’ve got a car…”
“Nope,” Brody replied. “That’s something I don’t think even the oldest of ghosts could master. Besides, can you imagine peoples’ faces when one drove down the street, apparently all by itself?”
Jon laughed. “That would be something to see. We’re flying?”
“Yep. The same as always,” Brody replied. “Remember, we’re not tied to the earth so we can go where we please. The fact his place is almost in the boonies doesn’t matter.”
“And here I thought we might take a bus, or hitch a ride with some unsuspecting car owner.”
“We could, smartass, if you don’t mind spending half the day getting there.” Brody grinned when Jon flippe
