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“Too bad,” Faith said. “Tell your whole species not to be so bloody creepy.”
“I need your help,” Nana said impatiently. “Or Evie, but she’s busy with that hunky shifter guy with the big muscles and an aversion to ghosts.”
Faith lowered her chin and cocked an eyebrow. “We all have an aversion to ghosts.”
“Not me,” Nana said, looking wide-eyed and innocent.
“Maybe because you’ll be one soon,” Lex said over her shoulder and took a magical hit from Nana in return. He bit down on the pain and rolled his eyes. “Getting closer by the second.”
Faith chuckled but pressed her lips together when Nana glared at her. “How can I help?” she asked.
Lex grunted. “Get a shovel, and we’ll bury her together.”
“I don’t much care for your barfly,” Nana said with a slow shake of her head. “Shouldn’t he be in a coffin or hanging upside down by his clawed toes in a loft somewhere?”
Faith pressed her lips together harder that time, but the smile broke free anyway. “Okay, while this is fun, I have customers…”
“I found out the ghost’s first name,” Nana informed her, and she perked up.
“Oh, really?” She tried to look innocent as she calculated how that information could help her with the search for the treasure. “Do tell?”
“Sebastian, no last name,” Nana informed her.
“Probably didn’t want to give his whole name,” Lex said, leaning backwards to look around Nana at Faith. “She is a witch; you never give your full name to a witch.”
Nana rolled her eyes. “I thought maybe we could look him up on your computer somehow?”
“How?” Faith asked. “I don’t think they had the internet when Sebastian was around.”
“No, but they did have maritime records,” Lex said.
Nana scowled. She hated to do it, but she turned to eye the fly in her ointment. “Spit it out, bat boy.”
“Love to,” Lex said and offered her a smirky grin. “Just sayplease.” Nana grumbled under her breath. “And if that’s a spell, mean witch, you’ll never know what I know. I’ll take it to your graveside and do a little jig.”
Nana folded her arms and regarded him with a cold, hard stare. Lex just grinned, but when Nana didn’t stop, he looked back at Faith. “Tell Medusa it will take more than that to worry me into sharing.”
“Please,” Faith said.
Lex groaned and rolled his eyes. “You had to stop my fun,” he grumbled. “I wanted the trainee gorgon to say it.”
“What you want and what you’re ever going to get are two different things,” Nana replied.
“Fine,” Lex said, swivelling on his stool to face them. “Maritime records, shipwrecks and losses have been placed on the internet – I occasionally take a look to see if there are any old friends on there.”
“Ghoul,” Nana said, wrinkling her nose at him.
“I’ll bet you read the obituaries,” Lex said, challenging her. “You seem like the kind who can’t wait for their enemies to pop their clogs into the next life. I bet you even have a little list with your enemies that you cross off as they die, don’t ya?”
“Doesn’t everyone?” Nana asked, looking back at Faith.
“Sure,” she said, shrugging. “If it makes you feel better about yourself.”
“I feel just fine, thank you,” Nana said.
“Shame,” Lex said. “I have a shovel in my car.”
Faith frowned. “Didn’t you turn up on a motorbike?”
