This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, business, events and incidents are the products of the author’s imagination. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.
Cover is temporary. Story is not fully written. This is a rough draft or first draft. Expect grammar mistakes and the like. This will be written in 1st person.
When a ghost causes me to stumble onto an active crime scene, the last thing I expect is to be handcuffed, dragged away and told in no uncertain terms that I had to stay out of trouble by a hot detective who makes my mouth water. It's bad enough that the man and I already had a run in a few nights ago at a bar. How do I explain to him that the dead visit me and they don't leave me alone.
When serial killer shows up to my job, the detective is the first person I call and the last person who will believe what I am saying. Just once I wish that Theodore would just stop acting like I am trying to do some kind of "Hocus Pocus". Magic is already a big influence in our world and the fact that very few people admit to seeing spirits doesn't mean its not real.
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