Chapter Twelve: The Figure in the Window

CHAPTER TWELVE

The Figure in the Window

On the walk home, Brad decided to drop in on Neisha at work, maybe invite her over for the big ghost hunt. He knew she was intrigued by the whole process. He walked up the steps of the Maverick Center and was reaching for the door when he paused. He still hadn’t brought Marty the signed book for his husband.

Dashing across the street, Brad unlocked the door and hurried into the house. The book was still sitting on the entry table where he’d left it on Sunday. He dug around in his wallet, past old receipts and a few loose bills and business cards he’d picked up here and there, until he found the Post-It on which Neisha had written the name.

Brad took a pen from the drawer in the table and scribbled out a generic inscription—“To Emilio, Enjoy!”—and signed his name. Tucking the book under one arm, he left the house, locking the door behind him, and made his way back across the street.

Marty was working the gift shop register to the left of