I didn't really read that book, I just looked through it, getting a feel of the story, and here is a small excerpt that sent me laughing in the middle of a quiet library.
And leaving Pritkin to pursue it alone wasn't an option. He had all the selfpreservation instincts of a bug near a shiny windshield. A strong hand clenched my arm. “Ow!” I pointed out.
“Give me the damn map!”
“Not a chance.”
“Hey!” I looked up to see the younger ghost staring at us. “In case you missed it, people are trying to kill you.”
“People are always trying to kill me,” I said irritably.
“The only way you're dying tonight is if I kill you,” Pritkin informed me.
“I've been in relationships like that,” the ghost sympathized.
“We're not in a relationship,” I muttered.
“Sheer bloody-minded—what?” Pritkin broke off his rant, which I hadn't been listening to anyway, to look around wildly. “What's happening?”
“You mean you let him talk to you like that and you aren't even getting any? Man, what a rip-off.”
“Nothing. Just a couple of spirits,” I said, shooting ghost #2 a look.
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