Paranormal in Manhattan Mystery Box Set by Lotta Smith

Author:Lotta Smith [Smith, Lotta]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: UNKNOWN
Published: 2019-08-08T22:00:00+00:00

Wicked, Manor, and Murder

Paranormal in Manhattan Mystery:

Book 7

By Lotta Smith

PROLOGUE

“Impressive… I mean, very impressive,” Leo Edenfeld muttered as he looked up at an old storehouse that sat in a corner of the garden of the Kimmelstiel house, which was often referred to as the Kimmelstiel Manor by the folks in the neighborhood. “I’ve never seen such a huge storehouse.”

Indeed, it was an awe-inspiring building. Fiona grew up in the manor until she headed for college. She’d seen the building over a gazillion times, and every bit of the architecture, from the huge walls made of honey-colored limestones to the roof covered with navy tiles, should have been the same as that in her memory; however, even Fiona herself was astonished by the size. Perhaps it was because she’d grown so used to living in a small apartment in Manhattan, but the storehouse looked way bigger than the one in her memory.

“It’s over a hundred years old. My folks used to say you can’t build the same building nowadays.” Fiona touched her husband’s arm affectionately. “Isn’t it awesome?”

“Of course you can’t build it now,” Leo replied. “And we don’t need to build it now. Hey, Fiona, it’s so hot. Can’t we do it later on, say, in October?”

“Come on, this kind of storehouse has its perks. The temperature inside is stable regardless of the outside climate, and thanks to the stucco walls, the humidity is kept out and the stuff inside doesn’t get mold or catch on fire. Don’t worry, honey, you’ll feel more comfortable once you come inside.”

“Oh, I see. I wasn’t complaining about it, by the way,” Leo said hurriedly. After all, he was staying at his wife’s family manor. “Actually, considering the proximity to the sea, everything here is kept in pristine condition. It’s just that I was a little taken aback by the size. You know, we’re the ones tidying this place up, and it won’t be easy.”

Fiona smiled. “It’s okay, we can take as much time as we’d like to. It’s ours, and I can already picture this place turned into a beautiful café.”

Fiona Edenfeld—née Kimmelstiel—had been married to Leo for almost three years, and she was still working at a PR firm in Manhattan.

“Anyway, let’s go inside. It will be fun. We might even discover some hidden treasures.” Fiona pulled her husband’s arm excitedly. She raised the brass key the size of a wallet. “Ready to go inside?”

“Is that the key?” Leo’s hazel eyes widened. “Hmm… in case of an intruder, perhaps you can whack him with it.”

“Assuming said intruder isn’t packing heat.” Fiona chuckled. “Now, Leo, let’s open the door.”

“Sure.”

Leo inserted the key into the tall oak door, but due to the key’s size and the age of the structure, it didn’t turn easily.

“Oh crap. It won’t budge,” he muttered.

“I’ll get some machine oil. It’s the only key to the storehouse, and we don’t want to end up breaking it.” Fiona ran for the main building to bring lubricant.

By the time Leo was able to turn the key and open the oak door, he was practically panting.

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