I gaped at him, but in the end, I couldn’t argue with his claim. I’d definitely made a mess of that crime scene—unknowingly, butstill.
“Sorry,” Imumbled.
“I thought you said—” Rhys began with afrown.
“Son, I think it’s time we had a talk about your access to confidential case information where Miss Facharro’s concerned,” Sherriff Kasuninterrupted.
“I’m authorized, as her Protector,to—”
“You’re a lot more than that, though, aren’t you?” Sherriff Kasun gave him a look and he looked back at me, a soft smile playing on hislips.
“Yes, sir,” he saidquietly.
“Precisely. Anyway, I’ve got a team on the way to process the body you’ve brought me tonight,” the sheriff went on. “And I suspect the energy signature will match the unauthorized portal entry from a while back. While we wait, why don’t you tell me what happened heretonight.”
“Sir, you’re also going to want to send a team upstairs,” Deputy Conallsaid.
Sheriff Kasun followed Conall’s glance up to the balcony I’d fallen from earlier. “We got another body upthere?”
“Not a body per se,” Deputy Conall saidslowly.
“What the hell is it?” Sheriff Kasundemanded.
“A ghost,” Deputy Conall said on a sigh. “He’ll need to be charged with conspiracy to commit murder—among otherthings.”
“A...?” Sheriff Kasun stared at him and then finally drew a long breath, shaking his head. “Can we ever have a normal night? All right. Call in a secondteam.”
Deputy Conall nodded and hurried off, pulling his phoneout.
At the same moment, Elsmed appeared, clearly rattled. “Well?” hedemanded.
“What?” Sheriff Kasunfrowned.
“Is someone here going to tell me why I received a note from a salty vampire to meet you all at the tattoo shop when you’re all clearly stillhere?”
Sheriff Kasun pinned me with a look. “You. Tragic Ink. Starttalking.”