T R I C I A
I turned to her, finally getting the strength to bite back. "Why are you suddenly helping me? What's in it for you?"
She smiled and ruffled my hair. "You are actually not as dumb as I thought you were. Let's just say, me and this ghost have some unfinished business. He has something that belongs to me. And I want it back."
I was going to ask her what, but I knew better. She would tell me when she was ready, and not a second before.
"And as for you," she continued, her eyes a little too knowing for comfort. "You know I don't do things out of the goodness of my heart. In return for my help, you will do something for me. A small task, really. You will infiltrate Dominic's pack."
My blood ran cold. Dominic. Of course. It always came back to him. She wasn't just cleaning up my
