Logan wasn’t sure.
“I found out something else,” Logan said.
“What?” Ashley asked, clearly only halfway paying attention.
“Our parents used to date.”
Ashley looked at her, then focused back on the road. “Wait, like my mom? No way, that’s—”
“Guess which dad.”
Ashley scrunched up her nose. “Alejo? I’m assuming. I heard them talking at the store one time and their conversation was so weird. They were saying they hated each other, but I don’t know.”
“I’m still in shock.” Logan unfolded her legs, propping her feet up on the dash. “I just kinda assumed my dads were together since birth. They’re so annoying about it.”
Ashley slapped Logan’s ankles. “Feet off the dash.”
Logan rolled her eyes.
“Was he, you know … back then?”
“Was he bi?” Logan snorted. “Yeah, the whole time.”
Ashley blinked. “Oh, he’s both. I didn’t know.”
The truck hiccupped over one pothole, then another, and Logan restrained her laughter. “You’re so straight.”
Ashley opened her mouth, but nothing came out. She shoved Logan against the passenger door. “Stop—I’m trying. I get it. It’s just all really new to me.”
“Well I, for one, am glad we’re not sisters. It would’ve made this whole thing weird.”
Ashley paused. “Would’ve made what weird?”
Logan said nothing. She wasn’t sure what she meant.
They reached the gravel turnout at the edge of the trees and Logan hopped out of the truck and stretched her arms. Ashley unfolded herself from the driver’s seat while Elexis remained in the back seat, lying down with his jacket draped over his face. Logan knocked on his window.
“C’mon,” she said. “We’ve got ghost busting to do.”
Elexis groaned.
“I’m confused, though. If the thing lit up at your dad, shouldn’t we be talking to him?” Ashley asked.
“Brandon is only part of it. I’m talking about the gear, though. I watched a few other episodes just to check, and they never point the ThermoGeist at Brandon. They point it at Alejo sometimes and nothing. But on Brandon it registered, like, immediately.”
Logan had spent the past few days holed up in her motel room with her eyes glued to the TV. Saying she’d watched “a few” episodes was an understatement. She’d known that they were potentially dealing with something paranormal, but she’d never thought Brandon himself was the source. She thought of the Brandon from her dream, garbed in strange darkness, voice deeper than an ocean. Maybe none of it was connected, maybe it was all connected.
She needed to get the ghosts at the cabin to talk.
She needed the truth.
Elexis hoisted himself out of the back seat. “Okay. Pretending that any of this is real, what does that mean?”
“It means the ThermoGeist flagged something paranormal on him. Maybe a spirit? Something bad.” Logan shouldered her tote bag and locked the car door. The gravel turnout was quieter in the daytime. Logan shook off the feeling that she was trespassing. “Which means the gear works. We can use it on the ghosts in the cabin.”
“And then we’ll talk to Brandon?” Ashley asked.
“Maybe.” Logan scratched the back of her head. “I don’t know.”