Midnight Moon by Lori Handeland

Author:Lori Handeland [Handeland, Lori]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi, pdf
Tags: Werewolves, Paranormal, Romance, Fantasy, Adult, Urban Fantasy, Contemporary
ISBN: 9780312938499
Google: uZ0hmQEACAAJ
Amazon: 0312938497
Barnesnoble: 0312938497
Goodreads: 362921
Publisher: St. Martin's Press
Published: 2004-08-01T08:00:00+00:00

“Come on.” I slipped out the door and into the trees. No one raised a hue and cry, even when Murphy followed.

“Where are we going?” he asked.

“Last night Mezareau showed me how to raise the dead.”

Murphy stopped. One glance at his face and I knew he planned to argue with me.

“Just look, listen, then decide,” I urged.

He nodded and we continued on until we reached the clearing. I stepped into the field, which seemed to have been rototilled recently, or perhaps just excessively jumbled by the newly arisen dead.

Nowhere could I see any signs of growth, not a stray finger to be had. I went on my knees where Helen’s body had sprouted forth, pulled out my knife, and started to dig.

“Cassandra, what are you doing?”

“You remember when we found this place, it looked as if they’d planted something here?”

“Yes.”

“They planted bodies.”

His jaw clenched, so I quickly told him what had happened. As I spoke I continued to dig, and when I was done, I had a big hole but not a single bone or even a skull.

“There’s nothing here,” Murphy said in a voice that told me he didn’t believe there ever had been.

“I think we raised them. That would explain the sudden increase in villagers.”

“And the leopard?”

“Maybe Mezareau does run around with that costume on his head.”

“Was the skin still on the wall when you went into his hut last night?”

I couldn’t remember. “I was a little dizzy, drunk, drugged—maybe all three.”

“Hold on.” He stalked across the field and ducked inside the hut. I tensed, expecting an outcry, a gunshot, something. Murphy came back out. “It’s there now.”

I followed him, glancing inside, discovering that what he said was true; however, that didn’t mean what I’d seen wasn’t real. Or even that it was.

“Weird things happen in Haiti,” Murphy murmured.

“I’ll say.”

“But raising the dead? That’s a little weird even for here.”

“How can you stand there and say you don’t believe? Your blood was what raised them.”

“Just because some psycho cut me open and poured my blood on the ground proves nothing. You need to give up this obsession, Cassandra. Go home. Maybe see someone.”

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