If I didn't rescue him soon, I'd be worse than dead. Just another ghost. Again. But... forever, this time. Because he saved me once, and now it was my turn. "Still waiting for him to show up?" Molly refilled my coffee without asking. "How do you figure I'm waiting for anyone?" I frowned, puzzled how she knew. "Because the way you're nursing that pie ala mode says you care more for what's coming in...