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spirit possesses, Ben.”
    “Yeah, I know, you told me. Still sounds
weird though.” He threw up his hands and shook his head. “Either
way, white man, it doesn’t matter. Like you said, Miranda’s a
ghost.”
    “Actually she’s a Vodoun ancestral
spirit.”
    “Say it however ya’ want. Horse, Spirit,
Low-ahh, Miranda, I don’t care—you’re still talkin’ about a
friggin’ ghost.”
    “If that’s what you insist on calling her,
fine. But the fact remains, she’s still out there.”
    “Row, she ain’t real.”
    “Yes, she is. You’ve seen way too…”
    “Gimme a break, you know what I meant,” he
interrupted. “How many times do I hafta tell you I can’t help ya’
there? I can’t arrest somethin’ I can’t even see.”
    “I’m not asking you to.”
    “Then would ya’ like to explain exactly what
it is you’re wantin’?”
    “Access to Annalise.”
    He snorted out a sarcastic chuckle. “Yeah,
like that’s gonna happen. Get real. Why don’t we go back ta’ me
arrestin’ the ghost, it’d prob’ly be easier.”
    “It’s my only recourse at this point,” I
replied.
    “What’s seein’ her got ta’ do with
Miranda?”
    “Maybe everything.”
    “Well, ya’ might as well forget it. Even if I
wasn’t suspended, there ain’t enough strings on the planet I could
pull ta’ get you access ta’ her. Not that I would if I could.”
    “Well I need to find some way to make it
happen, so if you won’t help me I’ll have to find someone who
will.”
    “Yeah, well good luck. C’mon, Row. Seriously.
Whaddaya need ta’ see ‘er for?”
    “To find out what she did with that
spell.”
    “Okay, so we’re back around to the missin’
bottle-jar thing.”
    “It’s more than just a bottle, Ben,” I
replied. “You know that.”
    “Uh-huh. All I know is what you said, and the
way I remember it, you didn’t know exactly what it was
yourself.”
    “At the time I didn’t, but now I’ve got a
theory.”
    “Why am I not surprised?”
    “So are you suddenly doubting me?” I
asked.
    “I didn’t say that…” He shook his head and
huffed out a resigned breath. “Okay, fine, so you wanna share this
theory or is it top secret?”
    “I think the spellwork she did might have
something to do with bonding Felicity to the Lwa .”
    “So you think the jar thing is why Firehair
flipped out again and went all psycho bitch even though you did a
bunch of hocus-pocus to keep it from happenin’.”
    “That’s pretty much it.”
    “Why?”
    “I just do.”
    “Are ya’ sure?”
    “Like I said, it’s a theory.”
    He shook his head. “Don’t tell me… Ya’ got a
feelin’…”
    “Yes.”
    “Friggin’ wunnerful,” he huffed. “So five
minutes ago ya’ stood here and told me I was wrong about Deck and
Constance, but now you got a feelin’, and I’m s’posed ta’ just
accept it without question?”
    “Yeah, Ben, I know how that sounds… But,
that’s usually how this works. You said it yourself. I’m the Witch,
not you.”
    “Uh-huh, well you oughta be glad you don’t
really ride a broom ‘cause I’d shove it up your ass right about now
if ya’ did…” He paused, and looked at me for a moment then finally
said, “Jeezus… Okay… So just how bad is this feelin’ anyway?”
    “Bad enough.”
    “Lovely,” he muttered. “Does Felicity
know?”
    “I haven’t mentioned it just yet. I don’t
really want to worry her with this right now.”
    “Crap, Row… Isn’t she the whole reason
you’re…”
    I cut him off. “Don’t worry, I plan to tell
her. I just didn’t want to drop it on her just yet. She’s still
coming to terms with the fact that Miranda possessed her to begin
with. Not to mention finding out that Annalise is actually her half
sister. It’s like a damned soap opera, and she’s got a lot to
digest. Not to mention that everything else that’s happened the
past few days isn’t making it any easier.”
    “Yeah… I know… I’m just