Chapter 17
The plastic cup of wine fell from Rosemary’s hand and clattered against the flagstone-paved ground. There had been very little wine left in it, so it didn’t splash much. However, she wasn’t thinking about the wine.
How could Daniel Lockwood be here?
But even as she stared in horror, she realized he wasn’t alone. Costumed figures moved to stand next to him, their faces shifting as well, no longer half-familiar neighbors from her hometown, but the rest of the Greencastle contingent, including Gerald, who stood behind Daniel, his expression stony, unreadable.
As well as the Beetlejuice who’d been serving drinks. He came out from behind the bar, and suddenly the crazy makeup and striped suit and wild hair were gone, and it was Caleb standing next to his father, arms crossed, tha
