Memento Mori: Haunted New Orleans Series by Rayvn Salvador

Author:Rayvn Salvador [Salvador, Rayvn]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781648181177
Publisher: Lady Boss Press, Inc.
Published: 2021-10-26T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 17

Dev

I watched myself on screen over Lennie’s head. “Here, about thirty minutes outside of N’awlins, we will set up shop for seventy-two hours to get to the bottom of the mysteries of Arborwood. A two-hundred-and-fifty-year-old ancestral plantation home rife with history and teeming with spirits. A place I’ve wanted to explore since the show first aired. It is our duty to give the dead a voice, to bring light to the departed oppressed, and to bring answers to the living. It is our calling. Our passion. This . . . is Haunted New Orleans.”

“Yeah, that looks great.” I looked over at Hanlen. “What do you think?”

She scrunched up her face and nodded. “I like it. A lot. It’s fabulous. The camera work is amazing with you sitting on the stool on the driveway like that, and the house in the background slightly out of focus.”

I stole a quick kiss and then looked around at who remained. “I think we’re good here for today. Everything’s set, and we got some great footage. That random fog that rolled in after that quick shower was perfect.”

“Right?” Aaron said as he strolled up, taking his last bite of whatever he’d grabbed for a snack. The guy was always eating or drinking something. Though I supposed with his body-builder physique, he burned calories faster than the rest of us. “I don’t think we could have asked for better filler footage than we got today. And this one,”—he hitched a thumb at Hanlen—“was made for television. The camera loves you.”

I looked over and saw Hanlen blush and smiled. “He’s right, you know? You saw how well those scenes went when we watched them back.”

“That’s only because I had great interviewers who made me feel comfortable.”

“Nah, it’s all you.” I tucked that wayward wave behind her ear and ran my fingers across her jaw on the retreat. I couldn’t seem to stop touching her, and was grateful that she appeared to not only tolerate it outside of closed doors but also enjoy it.

“Lark?” I called. She looked my way from her spot in the corner where I knew she was placing some selenite. I’d asked her to put shards in the four cardinal corners of the house to help with protection but also to ramp up the energy. Normally, we’d use quartz or amethyst as an amplifier, but for some reason, my instincts had told me to use selenite this time because of its ability to keep light and energy flowing and allow messages from higher forces to come through. Lark had wholeheartedly agreed.

“Yeah?” she answered.

“Are you good? Do you need anything from me before we head out? I want to go check on Burke. We still haven’t heard anything from him, and I’m starting to worry. I need the data he gathered on the woman Harper believes is Chloe Aillet, given the research she did after interviewing the Whitakers. And I just want to make sure he’s all right.”

She smiled and waved a hand, still full of selenite shards.

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