Hunter Moon (Shadow Legacies Book 1) by Erzabet Bishop & Gina Kincade

Author:Erzabet Bishop & Gina Kincade [Bishop, Erzabet]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Naughty Nights Press LLC
Published: 2021-11-22T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Five

Lowell was pissed. He’d been traipsing around the woods and his family’s boneyard for hours, trying to foil the two men attempting to steal his heritage. A missing shovel, a shove into an open grave…anything to make it harder on the idiots from reaching their goal. And it was fucking exhausting.

At first, he wasn’t certain about the intent of the new usurpers, but until they hired these two, it had only been refurbishing, party planning and nothing more.

But these two were a whole different kettle of fish.

And it smelled rotten.

“Looks like they done gave up. At least for now.” Diesel wiped a hand across his ghostly brow. “If’n it was me, I’d just run them over with the Bentley. That would fix 'em.”

“It would.” He couldn’t deny that. But then they’d have more ghosts to deal with, and these two wouldn’t be friendlies. Not to mention the fact that it was a huge strain on his faculties to interact with the living in such a way. A few scares here and there…now that was one thing. Driving a car? That would knock him out for days and he didn’t have that kind of time.

There was an urgency he hadn’t felt since the early days and he didn’t like it one bit. Change was in the wind, and he wanted a voice in what happened to him and the people, or rather, ghosts, in his care.

“You best get back. See what’s happening with the guests.”

“What about you?” Lowell glanced over at Diesel, where he sat perched on his grave.

“I’ll stay here awhile. It’s quiet.”

He sighed. “Don’t be too long. We’ve got some haunting to do. Besides, Mrs. Pennyweather will be looking for you.”

The older man harrumphed and twisted his mustache.

“Tell the old battle axe I’ll be on my way when I’ve a mind to. Besides, McChesney is probably at her beck and call, anyways.”

Lowell suppressed a chuckle. The two sparred like an old married couple. If only they would actually admit they cared about each other.

The other man settled in, pondering the stillness of the cemetery. Lowell envied him. He would have rather stayed but something was niggling at him.

Why a murder mystery weekend?

And of all times, why now?

They couldn’t see them, only the pranks and haunts he and the others manifested, so they might not have a clue who was in the house at all.

If they had any idea, the fixer upper duo would have probably run screaming. Three kids from the sanitarium days shuttled past him, chasing a woman in a nurse’s uniform. And another couple of girls streaked by, in a rush to some unknown bit of mischief.

“Be careful, now.”

They giggled and continued on, just as naughty dead as they were alive.

Lowell chortled and started walking. Some things never changed. He could make out the lights of the house through the trees, and saw one of the guests come outside as the two gravediggers approached the house. He sped up, concerned that the woman would come to

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