For a brief moment, my hand froze in place, and a chill slid down my spine.

Was Selene some kind of ghost?

How had she snuck up on me so quietly that I hadn’t even noticed her?

I had no idea how long she’d been standing there or if she’d seen the message I was about to send. But honestly? Even if she had, it didn’t matter. This was my bar, and snapping a photo of my own property was well within my rights.

Twisting my phone ...