Page 106 of The Defiant Curse

“Did Ceit betray Duncan?” she asked, trying to go with a logical explanation, but this was anything but logical.

How was she supposed to do this?

Both men shook their heads.

“Not that we know,” Graham stated.

Oh, boy.

She was at a loss. Elizabeth dealt with serial killers. They were corporeal. She could touch them or punch them in the face.

A ghost…

What the hell was she supposed to do with that?

Yeah, she had no clue.

Michael had bad news for her.

“I think we’re going to have to work on the last part of the mystery. You’re here, and you woke it back up. So now, we have to find her heart. We assumed that Ceit’s part of this was solved, but it’s not. Clearly.”

Jesus.

Christ.

“Uh, I don’t want to play mystery games with a dead ghost who is haunting our castle.”

Well, join the club.

At least they were all in this together.

Right?

“If we don’t, Graham and I will not have a moment’s peace while here. Once it starts up, it tends to get worse if you ignore it. We have a wedding coming up here, and the holidays are slated for some festivities when we open up to the public.”

Well, shit.

She didn’t want them suffering or for their business to suffer. This was their home, and they’d opened it up to her when she needed a place to hide.

If her coming here stirred it up, maybe she should leave.

“Will it help if I go?” she asked.

Oh.

Hell.

No.

He stopped her.

“Absolutely not,” he said. “You’re not leaving. This is your home too, and we’re your family. You’re staying. We’ll just have to figure out what Ceit wants. We have the journals, and we have what we know.”

She didn’t know jack shit.

“Didn’t you go through all the journals?”

Yeah, they had.