Page 52 of Treasure and Tarot

“Um. We just wanted to, you know, see if it was cheesy. Once we knew you were the one doing it.”

“And what was the verdict?” Colton crossed his arms over his chest, and Xavi chortled at him.

Sebastian grinned a little sheepishly. “We thought it was cheesy in a good way, and that you and the crew were hot. I was still mad, but yeah. I mean, you do a good job.”

“Thanks, baby.” Colton came to drop a kiss on his mouth. “Do I need to go check on Xander?”

“Would you? You can tell him you have a special request for lunch.”

“Please.” Xavi nodded. “He was really tense.”

“Okay, sure.” Colton patted his arm, then headed off.

“You think Xander will tell him?” Xavi asked.

“No way in hell,” Sebastian murmured. “He’ll admit to being terrified of ghosts first.”

“Are we awful people for siccing him on Xander?”

Sebastian bit his lower lip. “Well, yes. But, you know. We had to do it.”

Chapter

Seventeen

Thierry walked around the front room at Sebastian’s house making hmmming noises. Then he hit up the dining room. He touched things. He nodded some.

Then he headed upstairs.

“I thought you said this guy was good,” Law murmured.

“He is!” Iago checked off stuff on his clipboard. “We’ve worked with him a lot. Online or on the phone.”

“He seems like a nut.”

“All mediums seem a little nuts.” Colton grabbed his cane in a better grip and headed upstairs. His damn leg was so sore. Christ, he was on his last one, for sure. His last leg.

Ugh.

He clomped up the stairs, Law following him, because as interesting as Thierry was, as far as the show was concerned, Colton was the main event. Though he was thinking about bringing on another investigator. He was getting too damn old for some of this.

He’d talk to Gent about it.

Gent would tell him he was nuts, but why not expand their horizons?

“Okay, so this is where the axe was?” Thierry was asking Mason when they got upstairs.

“Yes.” Mason sounded as unhappy as Xander had been when Colton had gone to check on him at lunch. And Mason wasn’t terrified of ghosts like Xander said he was.

But Colton had to admit, Mason had a reason to be wigged out. That wholealpha murderer wanting to attack Iago with an axething had to weigh on a guy.

“Yes. I’m glad you took it out of here. It was only making matters worse. Enflaming an already agitated spirit.”

“So how do we make it safe?” Colton had found that outright asking how to get rid of a ghost could provoke an attack. And they didn’t need that. They needed a peaceful handover of power.

“Well, we need to find out what happened. So, I need to start asking the right questions.”

“Right.” Colton knew what Thierry meant. They knew about the murders. The who, pretty much, and the when and how. But the why was still a mystery. What the hell could make a guy kill his friends and one of his friends’ omegas and kids?

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