Lupe halted as soon as she walked into Moon Dreams. “Ray? What’s up with the new sign and décor?”
“Well I am Irish.”
Lupe looked doubtful.
Ray laughed. “Wednesday nights are slow and a couple of writer types wanted to organize a PubWrite night. They were willing to pay to do it up right, I figured, what the hell, I could use the money. They’ll be in shortly. If you’re looking for Jaxon he ain’t here.”
“You are looking for him aren’t you?”
Lupe spun around. “Rena, what are you doing here?”
“I guess you needed me,” Rena said.
“Hello Captain Montez,” Ray said.
“Wait, you can see her too?”
“I’m not blind ma’am. Of course I can see her.”
“Ray is just like you… sort of. Where do you think Jaxon gets his information from?”
“This is crazy, a bartender who can see ghosts, a werewolf on city council…”
“How is Skye doing anyway?” Rena asked.
“So you knew about her?”
“I knew a lot about her.”
“So she implied.”
“You sound jealous.”
“What I am is confused. Why is everything so crazy in this place?”
“Well they do call this place Full Moon City, don’t they?”