Wishes of the Witch by K. E. O'Connor

Author:K. E. O'Connor [O'Connor, K. E.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: K.E. O'Connor
Published: 2019-06-16T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter 12

“If you scream in my ear one more time, I’m going to have you exorcised.” I glared into the glowing green eyes of the ghost who’d been alternating between whispering and screaming for the last ten minutes.

She floated in front of me, her long pale hair drifting around her like the tendrils of a Medusa.

“Where were you on the night of Florentine’s murder?” I asked again.

She swirled around the room, making me shiver and the hairs on my arm stand up as the temperature plummeted.

I snagged the last cherry and chocolate cookie off the plate and munched on it as I waited for her to stop spinning. Ghosts, they were so annoying.

“This one’s a bust,” Wiggles said. He lay sprawled on the rug in front of the stone fireplace. “She’s wasting our time.”

“Our time? You’ve been asleep for five hours.”

“I’ve been listening this whole time. I just had my eyes closed. I don’t need them open to know this ghost is a pest, just like the others.”

The ghost homed in on him and swept over his head.

“And she can stop doing that.” He growled and snapped at the air as she passed him again.

The ghost gave one more scream before disappearing through the wall.

That made fifteen ghosts interviewed, and zero useful information coming from any of them. I wondered if Dazielle had set this up just so I’d fail and stay out of her way while she ran this case.

I rubbed my aching forehead and drank the last of my coffee. It wasn’t only the ghosts causing me problems. I was struggling to focus as I continued to think about my dad and the possibility of getting in to see Foxglove.

I needed to focus. “Who’s next in line for a pointless interrogation?” Martha had supplied a list of the house ghosts who’d been sighted since moving into the castle. There were forty in total, and the next ghost on the list was the gray lady.

I stood and cleared my throat. I was no ghost whisperer, but they usually came when you called their name, providing they were in a good enough mood to want to deal with the living. “Gray lady, we request your presence in the living room.”

Martha had warned me the ghosts liked to be spoken to politely. She’d experienced what happened if you got sharp with them. They’d sabotaged her dinner one night by swapping out the sugar for salt, and she almost killed Lex when she’d offered him a salt laden plum pudding.

Wiggles hopped to his feet as a shimmering image materialized.

The gray lady was just as her title suggested. She was wispy, pale gray, her hair tucked neatly under an old-fashioned looking cloth cap and her skirts down to her ankles.

“I’m Tempest, and this is Wiggles,” I said. “We’re interviewing the house ghosts about what happened the night Lex found the body in the grounds. Were you here at the time?”

She nodded.

“Did you see anything going on in the grounds?”

She shook her head. “I do not leave the castle.

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