Chapter 44
Isobel drew away from him, agog. "You've got to be kidding me."
Sunil knew he sounded stupid, but he also knew what he'd seen. "He was in the vom before the show, and then I saw him again in the wings after 'The Washington Post,' dressed in Revolutionary garb. It was the ghost of Robert Livingston."
"I don't doubt there's a ghost in the theater. What I can't get my head around is you admitting you saw it."
He grabbed her hand. "Come on. We have to find it."
She pulled free. "That's not how ghosts work. They find you. Besides, we have to change for act two." She hurried into the wings, calling over her shoulder, "By the way, you're amazing!"
He rushed after her, but suddenly Delphi was there, throwing her arms around him. "You are absolutely magnetic! I can't take my eyes off you when you're onstage!"
"Thanks, but I can't right now." He patted her shoulders and pushed past her, not before noticing the flash of hurt on her face.