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“We were not doing the mattress mambo. I had a vision, he saw it too, and when he woke up he came here.” Della looked at Miranda standing in the doorway.
Kylie sighed. “I don’t mean—”
“I know it looked like it.” She frowned at Miranda. “And if I’d seen what you saw, I wouldn’t believe me either, but—”
“I’m not asking about you and Chase, I’m asking about the five spirits.”
“Yeah, I had…” Five? Five? Freaking five?
Della caught her breath. “No!”
Kylie nodded.
Della shook her head. “Two yes, but not five. You must have brought three with you, because I only had two.”
“There were definitely five. And they weren’t here for me. I couldn’t see them, only felt them.”
“Well, I didn’t see them either,” Della said, not wanting to claim them.
“Did they say anything?”
“No.” She popped up off her bed. “No. And no!” Della looked up at the ceiling. Not really sure who she was addressing, but looking up seemed appropriate. “Two is two too many. No way, no how, no hell, can I deal with five!” Then she glanced back at Kylie. “Are they still here?”
“No.” Kylie stood up. “They left.”
Miranda spoke up. “But they were here. The three Diet Cokes that I set out on the kitchen table for our talk—as soon as you finished what you were doing—burst. I swear I got frostbite!” She rubbed the tip of her nose.
Right then a loud thump landed on their porch, followed by a knock. Burnett.
All three of them walked into the living room. Miranda ran to the door. “Good thing you’re here. We had an invasion of ghosts.”
Burnett frowned, stepped into the cabin, and looked at Della. “Did you rest?”
“Yes.” Why did she get the strange sensation that he wasn’t just here to monitor her sleep? “Did Lucas’s trip to the basketball court turn up anything?”
“No.” From Burnett’s expression, she knew he had more to say.
“Then what?”
“I just got called to a murder scene. Three young weres. I think they might be the three you saw and may be connected to the Chi case.”
“At least we know who the three extra spirits were,” Kylie said.
“Did they say anything?” he asked.
“I didn’t even feel them,” Della said, hoping to put distance between her and them.
“You’re still not working the case,” Burnett said, “but it’d help if you could confirm they were the same ones. You up to it?”
Della inhaled. “Yes. Of course.” But everything inside of her screamed no.
No to not working the case. She wanted to catch the Chis’ killers.
No to ghosts. They still freaked her out.
No to seeing more dead bodies. That was just wrong.
No to kissing Chase. She wasn’t ready for that.
