“You’d think Ghost put another tracker on you.” “Another?” I raised an eyebrow at my broody skeleton companion as Wolfgang laughed heartily. Something else they weren’t telling me, obviously. Ames punched Onyx in the side and he yowled through a laugh as my skeleton man put his arm around my shoulder. “You’ll always be my little blue dot.” “Whatever that means,” I smiled and flicked Onyx a playful stare.
