Ghost Hunt (Haunted Souls Book 26) by Pandora Pine

Author:Pandora Pine [Pine, Pandora]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2026-02-26T00:00:00+00:00

8

Cope

After snarfing down a quick lunch, Cope grabbed Tennyson and brought him into his reading room. They both had a free half an hour before their next clients, which made it a perfect time to reach out to Endora Bartley and Amity Wellington. No one knew a person as well as their family, at least Cope hoped that was the case with this particular family.

“Are you ready to do this, Ten?” Cope asked, feeling jittery. He hadn’t slept well the night before. Thoughts of Alistair Hooke kept him tossing and turning until half past three.

“I’m ready to go. Do you want me to reach out to Amity?” Ten asked, seeming to study Cope.

“Please, I’m not feeling completely myself today.” That was the understatement of the century. Cope had brought this chaos into their lives. Jude was hot and cold, disappointed in his husband on one hand, and deliriously happy he was back to work on the other.

“Okay. Let’s start with some breathing exercises.” Ten took a deep, cleansing breath.

Cope followed along, breathing deeply. He was slightly bothered that Ten hadn’t offered any sympathy or a mini pep talk to lift Cope’s spirits. Although, to be honest, if the roles were reversed and Ten had done something that put Wolf in the line of fire, Cope wouldn’t be in any mood to offer comfort either.

“Amity Wellington, can you hear me?” Tennyson asked. His eyes were screwed shut, his focus apparent.

Cope tangled his shaking hands together. “Amity, we need to speak with you about Alistair Hooke. Any information you can give us would be very helpful.” Cope felt nothing with his gift. With Amity having been dead for over three hundred and thirty years, the chances were slim they’d be able to reach her with no family present or objects she’d owned.

“Mistress Endora, the all-knowing, the all-seeing queen of the carnival midway, we come to you on bended knee begging for your help,” Tennyson said, his voice filled with awe.

“Well, it’s about damned time, boys,” a voice said from the door. “It’s good to see you again, Cope.”

Cope turned his head to see Endora Bartley in all her splendor. She appeared to be in her late twenties, with ash blonde hair, and grey eyes, an exact match of Alistair’s. She was dressed in a regal dark purple robe, covering her petite frame past her toes. When he’d communicated with her spirit at the theater, he’d only heard her voice. Seeing her now, he had to admit Endora was gorgeous. “Please join us.” Cope stood and offered Endora his seat. He took the one beside her.

“Do either of you boys smoke?” Endora’s eyes moved between Cope and Ten, seeming to size them up.

“No, sorry,” Tennyson said.

“I didn’t think so.” Endora pouted her bottom lip. “You both look like the straight and narrow type.”

Cope chuckled. “Guilty as charged.”

“I assume you brought me here because of my good for nothing nephew, Alistair?” Endora rolled her eyes. “What a stupid name. Trying to make himself sound all proper and better than everyone else.

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