Theresa raised one eyebrow, giving Holly a closer look. She took a sniff at the air. It didn't smell like she'd been drinking. Then she looked at the key card.

"Why are you breaking in?" She'd done some theft at hotels when she was alive, stealing cash and jewelry while the guests were out. The night clerk had been in on it, taking a cut of the profits. She'd done okay at it.

"C'mon, you gotta tell me," she prodded. "I can help, maybe. Who are you gonna steal from?"