Dana pulled up to Ghost’s house and killed the engine. She was curious to find out what was so important that Ghost needed her to come over right away. The first thing that came to her mind was maybe the cops had somehow found out their true identity, but she quickly scratched that idea because if that was the case, then Ghost definitely wouldn’t have called a meeting at his house. Dana stepped out of the car and hurried to the front door where she rang the doorbell. Seconds later, Ghost answered the door with a serious, no nonsense look on his face. The first thing Dana noticed was that Ghost wasn’t wearing one of his expensive tailor made suits. Instead, he wore black jeans, a black thermal shirt, and a pair of black, steel toe boots. “Hey,” Dana said as she stepped inside the house. “Is everything alright?” “I have to go to Los Angeles tonight,” Ghost said. “If you don’t hear from me in 48 hours, I want you and your new boyfriend to leave town.
