He ruffled my blue curls and spun the RJE device in his hand. “I heard through the academy grapevine that Ghost wanted to say goodbye to you.” He frowned. “I have no idea why that sadistic poltergeist librarian would want to—” I cut him off and clutched at my heart. “Aw, how sweet of him.” It was Lothaire’s turn to look at me like I was crazy. I shrugged as I smoked. “We have a bond.” “You know he’s murdered thousands of people, right?” he asked with confusion. “And he tortures students for fun?”
