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"Sounds like a museum," Jane said

"It could be!" Liz told her "The theater is a treasure trove of history And, honestly, the food here is good!"

"Thanks I can’t wait to see it all--and I’ll be down in a bit"

"Great!"

Jane headed for the stairs She needed a fewinto public again There were ti ith the local law and yet, in her experience, everyone just wanted a solution to the cri hostility that seemed to lie beneath the sheriff’s not-entirely-cordial exterior So, he thought they should have packed up the skull and sent it off Fine Turned out it wasn’t his call Theon to it

On the other hand, she and Trent had Texas in coed macho-man cowboy types in Texas, but Sloan Trent personified every aspect of that ie Physically and in his attitude and manner He was six-three or so, broad-shouldered, with the kind of ruggedly sculpted face that instantly h he’d been burdened with an adolescent

Add to that the fact that he’d worked with Logan, so surely he knew that the Krewe units were different That they were called in when it seemed a sixth sense, an awareness of the unusual, was needed Even within their own branch of the FBI--although they were respected for their record of solving cases--they were often known as ghost-busters

They could live with it They knew that ents looked at them with a certain amount of awe, as well

Maybe that was Sheriff Trent’s problee and then insist on a séance or so to put their dead wo Because, like it or not, she found him extremely attractive--and she worked with a lot of extreritted her teeth; she hated the fact that she was drawn to hi on !" she told herself She was a federal agent with a good reputation She wasn’t naive and she wasn’t going to accept unprofessional behavior from anyone, attractive or not

When she entered her room and closed the door, she said aloud, "So, the sheriff is an ass I’ve put up orse"

She was startled when her hairbrush ca rooulation weapon was holstered and she instantly drew, flicking off the safety She walked cautiously into the dressing roo else was out of place She walked into the bathroo to the bedroo," she said aloud "I assuh, of course, I could be wrong If I said anything that offended you, I’m sorry I’ll keep

She kicked off her shoes, removed her jacket and holster and plopped down on the bed It had been a long day of travel, since she’d started off at the crack of dawn, East Coast time She was tired She lay there for a few minutes with her eyes half-open, wary now of the roo else happened Finally, she decided she wanted a shower, and if she was going to have a shower and get so to eat, she needed to rise before she fell asleep and found herself waking, starved, at three or four in the un and holster in the bedside draent through her closet for fresh clothing and hurried into the bathrooht to sleep and she had to switch tied tennicely refreshed

Still in the bathroom, she dried off, then wrapped the towel around herself and looked in the mirror It was solidly misted from the steam But as she picked up a facecloth to clear it, she paused An eerie sensation swept over her

She wasn’t alone

And as she stood there, writing appeared in theaccepted that there was a thin veil between life and death and that restless spirits could linger behind for any nu, despite every Krewe case she’d worked and those she’d been involved with for the San Antonio police, she still felt a ht

The writing began again

TRICKSTER

"Beware of a trickster," she said, exhaling as she did "Who is the trickster?" she asked softly

But, this time, she wasn’t to be answered "Talk toI should know"

Noappeared in the mist on the mirror

She didn’t touch it She brushed her teeth and looked again Nothing more than the tords she’d already seen

She left the bathrooer, and dressed in casual clothes for the evening to co in the roo had cleared in the bathrooured she’d go downstairs for dinner She stood in the middle of the roo to tell row cold, nothing happened at all

And still, Jane was certain that she was being watched And judged