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By Victoria Laurie

Specialist psychic Abby Cooper has invested in a fixer-upper, hoping to make a killing within the actual property industry. yet a killing of one other type places her plans awry, because the ghost of a murdered girl and a few complex poltergeists lead her right into a secret that stretches all of the as far back as international warfare II.


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He asked, squirming again in the seat as he tried to find a comfortable position. “It’ll only take a minute,” I said, distracted as I looked from my directions to the road and back again. From the backseat Eggy gave an excited yap. “See? Eggy wants to get home too. ” Dutch whined, squirming again. “Relax,” I said unsympathetically as I turned onto Fern Street and slowed the car as I looked for number 172. “It should be right down here . ” I mumbled, counting down the addresses until I came to the last house on a dead-end street.

Pants on fire . . my intuitive inboard lie detector sang in my head. “I’ll bet,” I snipped. “My sister? ” “I think she’s in the family room with the boys. ” “No, Donna, I think you’ve done plenty for one night,” and I stomped out of the room hearing her chuckle under her breath behind me. I walked into the family room and found Cat playing with my two nephews, Mathew and Michael. “Hey,” I said, getting Cat’s attention. ” Cat’s head snapped up at the mention of my parents’ names—which, by the way, they’d insisted we call them since our teens.

Liar, liar . . pants on fire . . Great. Now I was really worried. Ten days later, on January eighth, I scooted away from the closing table and stood up to shake my realtor’s hand. The seller had not come to the closing, but had signed off earlier in the day leaving me to zip through the paperwork in record time. “Congratulations,” Kimber Relough, my realtor, said. ” “Oh, I know what you mean,” she said with a wink. ” I whipped out my phone and speed-dialed Dave’s number. “You can officially get to work, buddy,” I said as he picked up.

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