by Colleen Foley
Seth stared, gape-mouthed at the spot Kaia had occupied mere seconds ago.
"What the f..."
I got to my feet, hands on my knees, and grinned at him.
"Marie Laveau. Voodoo Queen of The Big Easy. We have to go to Marie Laveau."
"Nate, Marie Laveau is dead."
they buried her in Eighteen Dickety-Two - St. Louis Cemetery #1 – and
that’s where we’re going. Kaia gave me the key. It's gonna take some
vibrato, little brother, but we can do this."
"I think you mean bravado."
Seth sighed. "Before we go, we need to clean this mess."