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“Team one to base. We have two figures on the SLS camera. They appear to be watching us,” Savage said into the radio.
“Monitoring your screens now, Team One,” Dave replied.
“I’m outta here,” Shee exclaimed and went to run.
Drake reached out and snagged his cut.
“Don’t you dare. None of us are leaving,” Drake ordered.
“I hate ghosts!” Shee complained.
“Marsha, grab him!” Drake ordered as Shotgun shot past him.
Marsha reached out and snagged Shotgun’s arm.
“Something pinched my ass!” Shotgun snapped.
“Say what?” Janey inquired with a giggle.
“I’m not repeating it. My ass was grabbed,” Shotgun repeated, despite his denial.
“You just did!” Janey pointed out helpfully.
“We have a frisky ghost. Can you grab someone else’s ass?” Rosie demanded.
Drake’s hands shot to cover his ass, as did the other three men.
“Yeouch!” Savage squealed. “My nipple got twisted.”
“Holy fuck, a randy ghost!” Rosie breathed. “Let’s listen to the recording.”
“Is anybody here?” Rosie’s voice came out clearly.
“Yes.”
“What’s your name?”
“Mary.”
“Was you a patient or an employee?”
“Patient. Torture.”
“Leave,”a second voice droned. It was deeper and masculine.
“Okay, now tell me we ain’t done.” Shotgun demanded.
“No way, dude, did you hear those responses? We’re going ahead,” Rosie said, glancing at the girls and Savage.
They nodded.
“I’m not moving,” Shotgun declared, and Shee agreed.
Drake wanted to, but he couldn’t let them go alone.
“Fine, let us know where the ghost gropes you next!” Marsha announced and waltzed off.
Cursing under his breath, Drake followed on her heels.
