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Nathan cocked his head. “There’s an opening at the morgue. I don’t suppose you see dead people.”

“Uh, no. I’ve watched Morgaine channel a spirit, but that’s about it.”

“That’s good. You’d be perfect to work at a morgue then. You might even pick up some business for your other line of work.”

“Excuse me? What do you mean?”

“Ambulance chasing. Oh, but by that time it’s too late, isn’t it?”

A frown formed before she could stop it, and Nathan laughed.

Damn. He got me, didn’t he?

“Seems like.”

“Well, it’s awfully nice of you to tell me about the job opening, but I think I’ll stick to what I’m doing for now.”

Nathan smirked. “Suit yourself.”

Roz rested her hand against Konrad’s bicep. “We should get going. I don’t want to be late for my…thing.” She gestured in circles.

“Oh yeah, the…thing. I almost forgot.” Konrad put an arm around Roz. “Well, I just wanted to introduce you two. I guess my job is done.”

“I guess so,” Nathan said.

“Nice to meet you, Nathan. I’m sure I’ll see you around.”

“Maybe,” he said and retreated to his apartment. Several clicks indicated he was relocking his door—a lot.

“You were right. He’s an odd bird.”

Konrad snorted. “You have no idea. Okay, so you’ve met Nathan from your floor, Dottie and me from the second floor, and Morgaine and Chad. Are you up to meeting the rest of the third floor?”

“Um, I’m not sure. Should I?”

“Why not? Are you nervous?”

“Nervous doesn’t exactly cover it. Maybe it’s best to take the introductions in small doses.”

“Are we ‘weirding’ you out?”

“It might help to meet someone who’s a little more normal…and wears a color other than black. Is there such a person in this building?”

Konrad slapped a big hand over his mouth and looked like he was trying not to burst out laughing.

“What?”

He shook his head. “Oh, sweetheart. If you’re looking for normal, you came to the wrong place. The only person like that would be Joe, the private detective, and he, knowingly, has a ghost as a roommate.”

“Oh. Ohhhkaaay. It looks like my train stopped at Freak Central Station.”

“Maybe we should go back to that list and sign up for some classes,” Konrad suggested.

“Probably a good idea. Who needs to know all their neighbors anyway?”

He chuckled, making her more nervous than she already was.

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