Spouse on Haunted Hill by E. J. Copperman

Author:E. J. Copperman [Copperman, E. J.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9780698409453
Publisher: Penguin Publishing Group
Published: 2016-10-14T15:51:03+00:00

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The rest of the celebration was, let’s say, subdued. Liss reminded me she had school in the morning, the first time she’d done that since second grade. I released her from any further revelry and she went up to her room. That was just about the time Mom and Dad decided to take off for Mom’s house. Josh stuck around, but Paul and Maxie did, too, and that put something of a crimp in our celebrating. The ghosts weren’t about to leave us alone tonight.

Maybe living here after we were married wasn’t the best idea after all.

We sat on the sofa in the den, Paul hovering just over the side table, not pacing but sort of swaying back and forth, shimmying in the center of his body. It was like watching smoke try to make a decision.

Maxie said she was going to get Everett in case we needed military protection against the mob. Maxie has an interesting view of . . . everything. She zipped through the side wall at her top speed, which was fairly impressive. If she could find a car going slowly enough on the road, she could hitch a ride part of the way to Everett’s home base at the Fuel Pit. Odds were she would not be back soon.

One down, one to go.

“The way I see it,” Paul began, “we need to identify possible suspects in the murder of Maurice DuBois. In order to do so, it’s necessary to determine the people with whom your ex-husband has been associating, both here and in California.”

Josh took note of the direction in which I was looking and put his index finger gently under my chin, stroking gently. “Is one of them talking?” he asked.

I looked down to take in my fiancé. I was going to have to get used to calling him that. “Paul’s the only one left,” I said.

“Ah. So investigation stuff.” The stroking became a caress, which was better. I got a little closer to Josh.

“Yeah. Something about identifying suspects,” I said.

“Ooh.”

Josh’s arms sort of engulfed me, but not in a rough way. I snuggled up next to him.

“Alison,” Paul said, looking away. “We have business to discuss.”

“Uh-huh,” I answered.

Josh leaned over and kissed me quite expertly. The man had a talent. I responded in kind.

“Alison,” Paul said again.

I didn’t answer him.

“The investigation.”

We broke the clinch for a moment. “Tomorrow,” I said. Then I kissed Josh again.

“I don’t think this can wait,” the ghost insisted. “Your ex-husband’s life could be in the balance.”

This time we didn’t even come up for air.

“Oh, fine,” Paul huffed. “I can prepare for my energy experiment.”

My eyes were closed, but I was fairly sure he was already descending into his basement lair.

“Is he gone?” Josh asked.

I held close to him. “Uh-huh,” I said again.

“So it worked.”

“Yeah. Paul hates the gushy stuff.”

“Good,” Josh said. “Want to go upstairs?”

That seemed like a good idea.

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