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"It's why I need a reaper's help. I assume that's why you're here," she says.
"I'm sorry, I don't understand what you're talking about. I'm not a reaper."
She raises an eyebrow. "Then how are you talking to me?"
"I've always been able to see ghosts."
"Have you never thought about why?"
"Every day," I admit.
"So there's a chance you are a reaper?" Agatha prompts.
I frown. Now she's saying it like this, I suppose it makes sense. But surely I should know if I'm a supernatural creature? They aren't exactly a secret. I don't understand how I can have gone eighteen years without finding out I'm more than human.
"Maybe I just have reaper ancestors?" I suggest.
"Perhaps." She doesn't seem convinced.
I'm about to question her further when the front door swings open and two people a little older than I step inside, searching around for something.
Both of them have scythes peeking out from over their shoulders
The woman's eyes land on me, a confused expression on her face. "I'm sorry, we didn't realise someone else was reaping here. There were a lot of ghosts the other day."
"I'm sorry, what?" I'm too taken aback to be able to make sense of what she's saying.
"Why were there so many ghosts around if this is your territory?" the guy with her asks. "And where is your porter?"
"My what? I'm sorry, I don't understand what you're saying."
"She says she's not a reaper," Agatha says.
The guy responds, but the woman doesn't.
"She doesn't know she's a reaper," he supplies to her. "That's what the ghost said, anyway."
"I have a name," Agatha protests.
"She's called Agatha," I say, feeling as if that's what the apparition wants me to do.
A satisfied smile spreads over Agatha's face. At least I got that right.
The two reapers exchange a knowing glance with one another. I wish I could tell what's going through their heads.
"Agatha says she needs a reaper so she can find something her children left in the house," I supply as the silence between the four of us grows. "But that's all I know."
"Let me talk to the ghost," the guy says. "You talk to the girl."
I bite my tongue to stop myself from pointing out that I have a name. Especially as there's a chance these people may have answers I need.
The woman nods and makes her way over to me while the guy focuses on Agatha.
"I'm Dani," she says. "Are you sure you're not a reaper?"
I shake my head. "I don't think I'm anything more than human." But now she's asking me outright, I have to wonder if they're all right. One person suggesting it is one thing, but
three? Two of whom are reapers. That's starting to become a little more than a coincidence.
