Ghost Of A Chance by Yasmine Galenorn

Author:Yasmine Galenorn
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Nightqueen Enterprises LLC
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

AS SOON AS I arrived home, I called Andrew and asked him to come over. Harlow didn’t hang around; she was too tired and preoccupied with when and how to spring the news that she was pregnant to James.

By the time Andrew opened the door, I flew into his arms. “Diana’s dead.”

“What?”

“Somebody stabbed her… we found the body. It was awful, Andrew.”

“What? Are you okay? Is Harlow okay?” He braced my shoulders. “Emerald, this is getting too dangerous. You need to back off—I don’t want to see you hurt. Do a banishing or exorcism or whatever you need to chase the ghosts out of the house and let it drop. I don’t want to see anybody get hurt.” His fretting was both comforting and irritating.

“Andrew, stop.” Didn’t he realize that I wanted to back off, more than I would ever admit to anyone? I was in over my head, and the waters were rapidly becoming a whirlpool of confusion and danger, but there was no way I could untangle myself, not after everything that had happened. “If I could only wave a wand and say, ‘Poof, go away’ and make everything that had happened with Susan vanish in a puff of smoke, I would. But life doesn’t work like that.” I took his hand. “Spirits don’t work on a time-table or with laboratory precision. I made a promise to myself that I’d help her. I’m not giving up. And now… with Diana…”

I stopped, bringing my hand to my lips. In all the confusion, I had managed to push away the brutal image of her murder, of her petite frame sprawled on the floor, but the memory crashed into my mind, trampling my thoughts. I had seen plenty of TV shows and movies, but nothing could have ever prepared me for the real thing.

“I can’t forget the way she looked. The way the blood smelled.” I leaned against Andrew’s shoulder. “She was so young, she couldn’t be much more than twenty years old. I keep thinking how the cops wrote off Susan’s death as an accident. What if they’re wrong? What if the same person who killed Diana, killed her? Shouldn’t we do everything we can to make sure the murderer is brought to justice?”

He sighed. “When you put it like that, it’s hard to debate you, but I don’t want to see you get hurt, or Harlow, either. And I don’t look forward to any scuffles.”

“Don’t worry. We won’t do anything stupid.” I paced the length of the room.

“What is it?” Andrew asked.

“Do you think Walter might have something to do with Diana’s death? They didn’t get along. Susan was in the process of patching up the mother-daughter relationship. I don’t know.”

“You didn’t see anyone there, did you? Don’t be too quick to jump to conclusions. Coincidences do happen.”

Grumbling, I retreated to the kitchen and spread several slices of French bread with butter and Parmesan and popped it in the toaster oven. While I was waiting, I turned on the kettle and fixed a pot of Winterberry tea.

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