Chapter 36

“Where are you going?” Shane stood and almost toppled over. One of his feet had gone to sleep already.

Yanking the door open, she stopped only long enough to glare back at him. “I hope you enjoyed your little prank.” She slammed the door hard enough to make half the candles wobble.

“I guess she doesn’t believe in ghosts. What about you?”

“You know I do.” Shane turned in a shaky circle, trying to determine where Lucky was standing. “How long have you been here?”

“We got back to Vegas this morning. But I wanted to see what this psychic business was. You’ve been working in the same building with Penn and Teller for how many years, and you believe in charlatans like her?”

“No, but…” His throat was tight. What he wouldn’t give to be able to throw his arms around Lucky and hold him until Lucky made some inappropriate joke that forced them to part. “You were gone. And…I was desperate.”