Were they all loco?
Really?
He could diffuse a bomb under pressure, and he could dive and hold his breath for over three minutes like a Navy Seal. He wasn’t easily taken down.
What was the ghost going to do?
Watch him take a piss and poke him in the ass?
Instead of going there, he was curious.
“Should I read the book that Finn told me to read?” Michael asked, hoping the man knew which one.
So, he described it.
“The brown leather one?”
Gryphen laughed.
Should he?
Absolutely.
Was he going to be prepared for it?
Nope.
“Be ready to go down the rabbit hole on this one. But yeah, get acclimated. It’s for the best. You’re going to need to be up to speed and reading those letters are the best way to do that. Tony also left some notes there on what he discovered, and when Ceit’s skull was smashed by the other ghost.”
He made him stop.
“What? How did a ghost smash a skull?”
Oh, Gryphen said one thing.
“How did two ghosts help you pull Graham up from his freefall?”
Okay, he had him there.
“Point made.”
Gryphen went there.
“My dude, we’re running out of time. Elizabeth is heading there for my wedding in a few months. She’s going to shit her britches on this one. We’re now trying to save Callen and Chris from divorce at this point. She’ll McLoseIt. Get caught up. ASAP.”
Oh, he didn’t doubt it.
Not.
At.
All.
“See you then, my friend. Oh, and thanks for having my back,” Michael said.
He was to the point.
“Maybe let Graham have your back too. Maybe give him a chance for redemption. We all deserve a second chance,” he stated. “Besides, he’s right there, Michael.”
