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agent.”
“So, nobody from Misty Hollow.”
“No. That’s why none of us recognized her. We didn’t know her. But guess what she was doing in town?”
“Jon, how could I know…” Real estate agent, Darcy thought. What did real estate agents do? “She was here to buy property? Here in Misty Hollow.”
“You got it. Specifically she was here looking to buy land out on Coldspring Road next to where the new Dollar Store complex is going in.” He smiled grimly, like he’d swallowed something sour. “Wilson did some digging, looking to see who owned the land out there, to see if maybe whoever owned it would have a grudge against her for buying it. Guess what name the property is listed under?”
Darcy felt a chill go up her spine. “Williams. It’s the Williams family land.”
“You got it. It’s belonged to their family since back in the 1700s. None of them still live in Misty Hollow, but they still hold the deed in absentia.”
Things were starting to come together, but Darcy didn’t like the way it was shaping up. Nathaniel Williams was a murderous spirit, intent on revenge and holding onto what he thought was his, even from the grave.
How was she supposed to stop him?
Chapter Five
Jon drove straight to the police station. He wanted to help Wilson with the case, both to pitch in for the department and to find out if they had learned anything more about Bonnie Verhault.
He had been very insistent that Darcy stay with him. As much as she wanted to do exactly that, she needed to get home. She wanted to call and check on Grace and Aaron, not to mention Helen and Andrew. Then there was Smudge to take care of. Well, he could take care of himself, pretty much, but she hated leaving him alone for so long. They were best friends, after all.
Jon had argued with her, but in the end she won out. With an exasperated sigh he drove her to their house, insisting that she call him if anything at all happened. She agreed, kissing his forehead to seal the promise.
Mostly, she wanted to get home to consult with her books and see what would be involved in exorcising a two hundred year old ghost from the town. No doubt there would be a lot involved in it. Whenever she did a communication, calling on the ghost of someone who had passed on, it took something out of her. An outpouring of her personal energy. A piece of her soul, kind of. What would a full on exorcism cost her?
The house was quiet when she got back. It was close to eleven o’clock now, and the day had been exhausting. Especially for one that had started out so lazily with just her and Jon hanging out together. Darcy sighed as she poured a cup of tea for herself, standing in the kitchen. When she and Jon got married they would have to honeymoon far, far away from Misty Hollow if they expected to have any time at all for just the two of them. Australia seemed nice. Maybe they could go there.
The phone calls themselves had taken over an hour. Grace was very matter of fact in asking questions and getting information, but then had choked up a little when she talked about how scared she had been for baby Addison. Darcy remembered the little voice in the back of her mind while Nathaniel Williams’ ghost had railed at them, and had no problem admitting that she was worried for Addison, too. The sisters promised to watch out for the newborn child, no matter what.
The conversation with Helen had taken a lot longer. She was an emotional wreck, terrified by what had happened and what might happen and unsure what to do about either. As the town’s mayor, she needed to make sure the citizens of Misty Hollow were safe. She had a certain image to uphold for the community, as well, and dead bodies showing up on her lawn didn’t exactly help her with that. Not that her image was anything more than a minor concern.
Her real concern, was who had killed Bonnie Verhault.
That was
“So, nobody from Misty Hollow.”
“No. That’s why none of us recognized her. We didn’t know her. But guess what she was doing in town?”
“Jon, how could I know…” Real estate agent, Darcy thought. What did real estate agents do? “She was here to buy property? Here in Misty Hollow.”
“You got it. Specifically she was here looking to buy land out on Coldspring Road next to where the new Dollar Store complex is going in.” He smiled grimly, like he’d swallowed something sour. “Wilson did some digging, looking to see who owned the land out there, to see if maybe whoever owned it would have a grudge against her for buying it. Guess what name the property is listed under?”
Darcy felt a chill go up her spine. “Williams. It’s the Williams family land.”
“You got it. It’s belonged to their family since back in the 1700s. None of them still live in Misty Hollow, but they still hold the deed in absentia.”
Things were starting to come together, but Darcy didn’t like the way it was shaping up. Nathaniel Williams was a murderous spirit, intent on revenge and holding onto what he thought was his, even from the grave.
How was she supposed to stop him?
Chapter Five
Jon drove straight to the police station. He wanted to help Wilson with the case, both to pitch in for the department and to find out if they had learned anything more about Bonnie Verhault.
He had been very insistent that Darcy stay with him. As much as she wanted to do exactly that, she needed to get home. She wanted to call and check on Grace and Aaron, not to mention Helen and Andrew. Then there was Smudge to take care of. Well, he could take care of himself, pretty much, but she hated leaving him alone for so long. They were best friends, after all.
Jon had argued with her, but in the end she won out. With an exasperated sigh he drove her to their house, insisting that she call him if anything at all happened. She agreed, kissing his forehead to seal the promise.
Mostly, she wanted to get home to consult with her books and see what would be involved in exorcising a two hundred year old ghost from the town. No doubt there would be a lot involved in it. Whenever she did a communication, calling on the ghost of someone who had passed on, it took something out of her. An outpouring of her personal energy. A piece of her soul, kind of. What would a full on exorcism cost her?
The house was quiet when she got back. It was close to eleven o’clock now, and the day had been exhausting. Especially for one that had started out so lazily with just her and Jon hanging out together. Darcy sighed as she poured a cup of tea for herself, standing in the kitchen. When she and Jon got married they would have to honeymoon far, far away from Misty Hollow if they expected to have any time at all for just the two of them. Australia seemed nice. Maybe they could go there.
The phone calls themselves had taken over an hour. Grace was very matter of fact in asking questions and getting information, but then had choked up a little when she talked about how scared she had been for baby Addison. Darcy remembered the little voice in the back of her mind while Nathaniel Williams’ ghost had railed at them, and had no problem admitting that she was worried for Addison, too. The sisters promised to watch out for the newborn child, no matter what.
The conversation with Helen had taken a lot longer. She was an emotional wreck, terrified by what had happened and what might happen and unsure what to do about either. As the town’s mayor, she needed to make sure the citizens of Misty Hollow were safe. She had a certain image to uphold for the community, as well, and dead bodies showing up on her lawn didn’t exactly help her with that. Not that her image was anything more than a minor concern.
Her real concern, was who had killed Bonnie Verhault.
That was
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