With a shake of his head, Leo pulled the blanket around his shoulders. “At first I just figured I’d given myself the heebie-jeebies.”

 

Heebie-jeebies? Cole bit his tongue.

 

“I could swear I felt someone watching me. That was Monday. Tuesday night there was a suspicious car in the parking lot when I got home.”

 

Okay, that definitely sounded like heebie-jeebies. Maybe he’d just gotten a little too close to the paranormal world and it had freaked him out. Cole inclined his head toward Niamh.

 

She ruffled her feathers but made for the kitchen without complaint. Cole heard the scrape of talons on the counter as she picked up the cloth bag of sweets he kept for emergencies—though this particular emergency he had not foreseen.

 

To Leo, Cole prompted, “Go on.”