Haunted Be the Holidays: A Krewe of Hunters Novella by Heather Graham

Author:Heather Graham
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub
Tags: paranormal romance, Heather Graham, Krewe of Hunters, 1001 Dark Nights
Publisher: Evil Eye Concepts, Incorporated
Published: 2018-10-30T00:00:00+00:00

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Halloween was being torn down.

Decorations, looking the worse for wear, were coming down from shop displays and walls—busy shopkeepers were clearing out their windows.

Christmas was replacing Halloween—only a few windows were sporting turkeys, pilgrims, or other acknowledgements of the American holiday to come before then.

When Kody arrived at the theater, Charly was in the box office, going through the computer and checking on his sheets for the opening of the show that would run through Thanksgiving. She greeted him with a good morning and he hurriedly came through the door that closed off the box office section to greet her.

“Kody, what happened—are Brent and Barry all right? I can’t begin to understand how such a change could take place so quickly!”

“I can’t either,” she told him. She didn’t want to discuss what had happened—she was still too disturbed. “Has anyone come in yet?” she asked him.

“You’re the first. I am expecting Adam Harrison, too. He wanted to tell you—and Brent—just how well he thought the last show went. I mean…before. Though he was incredibly proud of you—he said you saved the night. He’ll be here this morning.”

“Thanks. Okay, I’ll be sitting in the mezzanine,” she said.

“But—”

“Charly, as we have information, I promise we’ll share it.”

“It’s just that—I suggested Brent for the playhouse here. He loves the theater. And he’d worked so hard on being clean. I mean…”

“Hey, there could be a reason. We’ll see,” Kody said, walking away. At the moment, she wanted to escape him.

She walked into the theater. The set from last night had already been struck. The next show wasn’t due to open until the weekend.

She took a seat in the audience, four rows back from the stage, and tried to picture Brent’s strange performance as it had happened. She could see where Barry was to slip in to provide the mask and assistance at his cue, and imagined the laboratory set as it had been.

Barry would have had to have been there.

Barry, or…

Someone else.

But how could Barry have followed his cue in the delusional, nearly comatose state he must have been in for them to have found him soon afterwards unresponsive on Brent’s dressing room floor?

“I see your mind at work!”

Kody turned at the question. It hadn’t been spoken by anyone currently working at the theater; Maeve McFadden was making her spiritual presence known at last.

Kody smiled. Maeve must have been amazing in life, drawing attention with her unbridled energy and enthusiasm any time she entered a room. She’d been a beautiful woman, tall and slim, with stunning and refined facial features and brilliant eyes.

Naturally, Hamish was right behind her. They had taken seats in the row right behind Kody.

“I heard you were absolutely amazing, saving the show,” Hamish told her.

He was an older version of his sons, dignified gray entering his dark hair. In life, he’d segued from being a heartthrob of stage and screen into a magnificent character actor. Kody often wished she’d met them in life—then again, it was a bit disconcerting that her almost-in-laws were so present in her life, even though they were dead.

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