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When everyone got off on the third floor, Cisco pulled Ten aside. “How do we stop this spirit if there are more attacks? It’s not like I can arrest her and put her in jail.”

“There isn’t a way to stop her physically, but Aurora might be the key to getting Delilah to stop her rampage.”

“I don’t like the sound of that,” Fitz muttered.

“Aurora could probably talk Delilah down, is what I mean,” Ten said. “She’s obviously out for revenge, not that I can blame her, but this can’t go on.”

“Agreed.” Cisco motioned them down the hall toward a door that was standing open with an officer stationed. “Here it is.”

Ronan walked into the room. Cisco hadn’t exaggerated, the room was a mess. The table and chairs were overturned. Shards of broken plates and glass from the mirror and the room service tray littered the floor. The bed was pulled apart and there were drops of blood on the sheets. “Wow. Have you ever seen a ghost do something like this before? This room looks like some famous actor threw a tantrum.”

“Yeah, I was thinking the same thing.” Ten walked a few steps deeper into the room. “I’ve never seen a spirit do anything this extreme before, but I have seen things sort of like this over the years. Remember when I lost my gift several years ago and I was attacked in my sleep by restless spirits who were angry I couldn’t help them?”

“I do. You were covered in black and blues.” Ronan would never forget Ten being attacked in his sleep. The bruises seemingly appeared out of nowhere. The incident had been terrifying. Based on the destruction in the room, Ronan imagined Daniels must have been scared to death.

“It looks like Daniels was tossed around like a ragdoll,” Jude said, his boots crunching on broken glass.

Ronan nodded. “Were there any witnesses? Someone walking past the room when the attack happened or neighbors who heard the commotion?”

Cisco shook his head. “That’s what’s strange. No one heard a thing. Not the glass breaking or the chairs being thrown.”

“How were the police called?” Fitz asked.

“Daniels called 911. I’ll have the call sent to you, but he sounded like a raving lunatic. He’s lucky the medics only took him to the ER instead of putting him on an involuntary mental health hold.”

“That could be next,” Ten said. “Especially if he keeps insisting a ghost beat him up.”

“Is your sixth sense telling you anything we can’t see with our own eyes?” Cisco asked.

“It was Delilah who did this. I can still feel her rage. It’s white hot and endless. Like generational anger, which makes sense since she died over a hundred and sixty years ago. Her anger didn’t dissipate after the attack. She was just as upset when she left as when she arrived.”

“I really don’t like the sound of that.” Fitz wore a worried look.

“I don’t believe she’ll harm Aurora,” Ten said. “Like I mentioned earlier, your daughter might be the only one who can stop Delilah. She seemed to revere Aurora.”

“She did say that Aurora is the last of their line,” Jude said. “It’s reasonable she’d treat Aurora like gold, especially since she has the Meehan magic in her.”

“I still don’t like it,” Fitz said.

Ronan set a hand on Fitzgibbon’s shoulder. “Right now we don’t really have much of a choice. We can’t allow Delilah to keep hurting people in Salem. We’re going to have to figure out how to get her the kind of revenge she’s seeking without doing damage to more property or any other person.”

“Daniels is the key,” Jude said. “Let’s go visit him and see what he has to say not only about the attack, but about Delilah’s history with his family.”

“Let me know what you find out,” Cisco said as the detectives left the hotel room.

“We’ll be in touch,” Ronan said from the hallway.

“I’ve never seen anything like that,” Ten said, when they were back in the SUV and heading toward the hospital.

“Where would this spirit have gotten the energy necessary to throw a full grown man around the room?” Fitz asked.

“Rage is one way. I have to imagine that it’s intensified exponentially over the last century and half since Delilah’s death. Her soul being held prisoner only increased her pain and anguish. Another explanation could be the fact that it’s Halloween and there are thousands of tourists swarming this city every day.”

“How does that make a difference?” Jude turned to look at Ten in the backseat.

“People bring all kinds of energy with them. Happiness, hate, love, fear. Spirits can feed off that energy, which I’m guessing is exactly what Delilah did.” Ten paused. “I hate to say this, Fitz, but we’re going to need Aurora to reach out to her again.”

“No way, Ten, there’s no fucking way that I’m putting my little girl in the line of-” Fitz stopped speaking mid rant, looking horrified. “I do this all the time with Everly. I ask for her help and you all get upset that she shouldn’t be subjected to the kinds of things we see at crime scenes and then I get angry when you’re concerned for her safety. The shoe’s on the other foot now, huh?”