Deader Still: A Bridget Sway Novel (A Paranormal Ghost Cozy Mystery Series)
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Then again, he had just tunnelled into Oz’s bedroom late at night. They didn’t work together that I knew of, not that I knew all that much about what Oz did in the day, so why would Officer Leonard visit so late? And why would he tunnel directly into Oz’s bedroom?
Tunnelling was the ghost version of transport. Domiciles and all bureau related buildings were blocked to regular ghosts like me so we could only tunnel outside the building and walk in, or directly to designated tunnelling areas. Oz could tunnel anywhere in our house but not directly into another domicile he wasn’t responsible for.
However, when on duty everywhere was blocked to GBs so Officer Leonard must have had to file a flight plan and get permission. And why wouldn’t he just tunnel outside and walk in? Unless he didn’t want anyone to see him. But why wouldn’t he want anyone to see him? My shoulder devil suggested it was because Oz and Officer Leonard were having a torrid affair. I let my shoulder angel dropkick her vicious-rumour-spreading-ass unconscious.
They were not having an affair. Apart from the fact I occasionally got romancey vibes from Oz, which flat out terrified me, he was possibly involved with Evil Anna. Evil Anna was an adjustment companion that Oz had foisted on me. For some reason he thought I was having trouble adjusting. Maybe it had something to do with all the dead ghosts I kept finding.
Before I had made up my mind about whether I wanted to eavesdrop or not Oz’s door opened again and I quickly dived into the stairwell.
“I thought you should know.” That was the last thing Officer Leonard said before the pop of his departure echoed faintly on the corridor walls.
Before I could go up to my room or down for some cake, since offering it to Officer Leonard had made me crave it, Oz appeared in the archway to the stairwell.
“Were you eavesdropping?”
“No.” I shook my head and he raised an eyebrow. “I wasn’t. Honestly.”
“Then why are you standing here?”
“I was trying to decide if I wanted to eavesdrop or not. I got the impression that Officer Leonard wanted me to so I figured that I probably shouldn’t.”
Oz nodded. “That’s sound reasoning. I have to go out so you can sleep in my bed for tonight,” Oz said and raised a finger in warning. “This is a one off.”
“Okay,” I said and gave him my best not-gloating-about-my-victory smile. “Thank you.”
“This is a one off,” Oz repeated and I nodded happily. He looked at me for a long moment, I assumed trying to work out if he’d just made a misstep, before he turned away and started down the staircase.
“What’s he giving you fair warning about?” I asked.