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gave me the edge I'd need to outperform an amateur and an Englishman who, I hoped, knew little of the case. So I was staying put.
    The spirit left me alone for a few blessed minutes, then started up again. No slaps this time, just the whispers and gentle strokes on my hand that seemed oddly apologetic.
    I'd have to deal with this. Not now, but tonight, when everyone had retired. Get out my kit and do a full-scale summoning. As much as I longed to ignore it, I couldn't risk this ghost interfering with the shoot.
    When a young woman slid up beside me, close enough to get on camera should it pivot my way, I gave a distracted smile and stepped aside to give her room. I'm used to that—people sidling into camera range.
    The girl edged toward me again. "You wanted to talk to me?"
    I motioned that I couldn't speak right now. Bad enough I'd already interrupted Angelique. I couldn't be seen chatting with guests during her segment.
    "Who is she talking to?" the young woman asked.
    I leaned over. "She's contacted the ghost of—"
    I stopped as a nearby guard turned to stare at me. I recognized that look all too well. It starts with a frown of confusion, followed by a sweeping glance around me, then the cautious look one bestows on people who carry on conversations with thin air.
    By now you'd think I'd be able to recognize a ghost. But here was a seemingly corporeal young woman in a party gown appropriate for tonight's event. The only sign that she was a ghost was that no one else was paying attention to her, despite the fact that she was young and beautiful.
    "Who—?" I stopped as her first words came back. "Tansy?"
    She grinned. "Who else? You're lucky I got your message. You must have done something wrong, because it didn't come straight through to me. Someone watching the show came to tell me. Too cool. I've never been summoned by a… What do they call you guys again?"
    "Necromancer," I said, trying to speak without moving my lips.
    "Freaky." She waved at Angelique. "Speaking of freaky, what's up with that chick?"
    "Wait!" Angelique said. "Tansy's trying to tell me some—"
    Tansy let out a peal of laughter. "She thinks she's talking to me? But she's not one of you. She doesn't have that weird glow."
    "She thinks she does."
    "Really?" A mischievous grin. "Maybe it's just running low tonight. Let's find out."
    Tansy skipped over and planted herself in front of Angelique, then started making faces and gesturing wildly.
    "Tansy?" Angelique was saying. "Is there something you want to tell me?"
    "Besides 'stop raiding your granny's closet'?" Tansy said. "Where'd you get that dress? Little Shop o' Virgins?"
    I snorted a laugh, and tried covering it with a coughing fit. Angelique turned on me, her teeth bared like an enraged lapdog.
    "Sorry. I—" I put my hand over my mouth as if stifling another cough. "I'll get some water. Please, go on."
    "No, since you're so eager to perform, Miss Vegas, let's see you give it a try."
    Becky nodded, her eyes pleading with me to take over. I stepped up.
    "Now, this will be cool," Tansy said. "Show her how it's really done."
    "Tansy?" I peered into the darkness. "Are you still here?"
    "Oh, come on. Don't play that. This is the closest I've come to a camera in thirty years!"
    "What's wrong?" Angelique sneered. "Let me guess. She's fading . I overworked her."
    "Could be. But I can probably…" I peered into the dark garden. "I can just make her out. She's tiny. Maybe your size. Pale skin but long black hair and almost… copper eyes."
    "That's what got me the part in Lily White ," Tansy said. "They thought I looked exotic, like a fairy changeling should. Mom always said it was because my dad was Italian, but really, he was black. I
    mean, African American. He died in Vietnam, and her parents made her spread that story about him being Italian."
    It must have been obvious I was listening to something, because Becky prodded me to relay the message. After some encouragement from Tansy, I did.
    The crowd