Haunted Tides: A Spirit Vlog Standalone (Spirit Vlog: Haunted Histories Book 1) by Jarica James

Author:Jarica James [James, Jarica]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2022-09-15T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter

Twelve

Ben

The smell of musty papers and dust tickled my nose as I flipped through the pages of the old news articles. I’d already been at it for hours, but we were no closer to figuring out what was causing all of this shit. At least I had Brea with me. And the Polterguys would be here in a few days.

Speak of the devil.

Brea flopped down in my lap, a grin on her pretty face as she met my eyes. “You looked lonely and sad over here.”

“Well this definitely fixes it,” I teased as I pulled her in for a kiss. Her lips were so soft and she tasted like coffee and chocolate from her morning snack. I groaned, wishing we weren’t stuck in the basement of city hall. She looked a bit dazed as she pulled away, then her stomach gurgled and I chuckled.

“Hungry again?” I asked teasingly, until her face paled and a hand moved over her mouth. She was up in seconds and running across the space to the tiny bathroom. Worry began to spread through me at the sound filtering out moments later.

While she was in there I packed up our stuff, unwilling to stick around any longer if she was sick. With all the stress and going from being on the boat to walking on land, I wasn’t even surprised. Everything had been pure chaos since we’d arrived.

She came out just as I slid the last of the newspaper binders into their slot and grabbed her bag. She was a bit pale, but otherwise seemed steady for the moment.

“Come on, Red. Let’s get you back to the inn.” She didn’t even argue as she turned and headed for the stairs.

The fresh air had a bit of her color returning but she still didn’t look great as I guided her back to the inn. She took off the moment we stepped inside, muttering about a quick nap.

“What’s wrong?” Lincoln asked when I hadn’t moved for a few minutes, debating on seeing what the tiny pharmacy had to offer.

“She’s sick,” I told him. “I don’t think I’ve ever seen her get sick. But something had her throwing up at the archives.”

He frowned. “I haven’t either. Which is shocking, since she’s not exactly a super healthy person between consuming coffee like it’s her life force and hating exercise with an unmatched passion.”

“I’ll go to the pharmacy,” I offered. “I could use some more fresh, non-musty air anyway.”

It was crazy how quiet Serenity Harbor was even at two in the afternoon. There was no real hustle or bustle of people going to lunch, and honestly it was almost too quiet for comfort. That was definitely not helping the strange feel of the town. I’d never seen anything quite like it. It’s almost like Serenity Harbor was a town forgotten in time, stuck in the aftermath of wreckages and never quite able to keep up with the ‘outside’ world.

The bell over the door chimed as I pushed the door open. An older woman sat behind the counter, standing when she saw me walk in.

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