"It's like you're an expert at finding trouble." Travis crossed his arms and leaned against Bernadette's hood. "Did you do a finding spell for that severed head or something?"

"I wouldn't know a finding spell even if it found me first." I fed the pay phone on the side of the road a couple quarters then dialed 911. Obviously I couldn't use my cell to call because then the police would know I'd somehow found the severed head inside a locked funeral home.

Studmuffin tiptoed up ...