Hell, Meet Haunted by Tee Marian & Bloome Alice

Author:Tee, Marian & Bloome, Alice
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Streak Digital Publishing
Published: 2020-03-23T16:00:00+00:00

SO, A LITTLE RECAP: Missing Subject and Unidentified Woman swapped souls. Unidentified Woman died in Missing Subject's body, which the fiery waters of Phlegethon had reduced into a couple of - say it with me - phalanges. Meanwhile, we were able to trace Missing Subject, now in Unidentified Woman's body, with the help of a catoblepas seller. We should've solved our case at this point...if only Unidentified Woman's body hadn't ended up in a morgue.

Also, Unidentified Woman was, well, no longer unidentified now. Her name is Edith Crown, a mid-twenties schoolteacher who regularly commuted to Portland for work. 100% human, CSI records further showed, and with no known "magical" affiliation.

Last but not the least, this meant all our suspicions about Edith were incorrect. She was the real victim here, and this new twist had hurtled us back to square one and with a different person of interest: a willing accomplice (WA) of our missing subject, and whose body MS now occupied.

"I can feel you frowning," Hadrian murmured from behind while massaging my scalp as he shampooed my hair.

"I am frowning." Which I wasn't supposed to be, considering I was having my first bathtub date with Tall, Dark, and Hot. But I just couldn't help it. "I feel so bad for Edith," I confessed. "Did she really die of a heart attack or is that just some kind of magical cover-up?"

"The former, most likely," Hadrian answered flatly. "Living human bodies, without proper magical enhancements, aren't designed to endure Tartarus' climate. Just think of it as going out of space, without a suit and an oxygen tank."

"Which worked to MS' advantage, no doubt," I said darkly. A dead Edith couldn't exactly call 911...or could she? Water splashed over the tub's edges as I flipped around to look at Hadrian, asking excitedly, "What if Edith's ghost—-"

"Is no longer with us," Hadrian finished, and before I could even ask if he was sure about this, he went on to add gently, "I've already checked with the system. She moved on the second she died."

My shoulders slumped. "I really thought she'd linger around, considering she was murdered and all."

"That's simply another myth Hollywood perpetuated," Hadrian dismissed.

"So what now?"

"I'm meeting with another CSI agent tomorrow—-"

"Can I come with?" I asked eagerly.

"Wouldn't even dream of leaving my Watson behind," Hadrian drawled.

And that's how I ended accompanying him the next day to Edith's home in the suburbs, where a guy in a suit was already waiting for us by the front doors. He introduced himself as Tristan Green and added that his superior Dike had already briefed him about the case.

"Then you understand it's highly confidential?"

"Yes, sir."

I glanced at Hadrian in surprise. "Is it?"

"We don't want anyone, dead or alive, thinking it's even marginally possible to escape Tartarus."

"I understand, sir," the agent answered.

"Got that," I said at the same time and was immediately confused. "You were talking to me, weren't you?"

But Hadrian and Tristan were already striding down the paved walkway.

"Soul swaps always requires consent," Tristan was telling Hadrian, "but just as with any spell, there's a way to circumvent this.

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