Two estranged sisters must use their paranormal gifts to prove themselves innocent when a college student goes missing.
Having escaped her dysfunctional past, Jess has been quietly enjoying her normal college experience. But all that changed the ni...
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Jess watched her sleeping sister. She monitored Ash's every movement, and the little puffs of air that blew her fringe out of the way. Every now and again Ash would sigh in her sleep or shift positions. Jess relaxed at every little thing that showed that her sister was still a part of the living world.
'More tea?' Tabitha said, breaking her out of her thoughts.
'No thanks.' Jess tried to smile, but it was half hearted and didn't reach her eyes.
Tabitha patted her shoulder. 'Your sister is doing fine.'
'She really is,' Julia, the pathologist, reassured her. 'Her vitals are all normal.'
'But nothing about this is normal,' muttered Jess, drawing her knees up to her chest.
She felt someone brushing the back of her head.
'Normal is overrated,' Ash croaked.
Jess looked around and was so pleased to see her sister's warm brown eyes staring back at her, and not the cold white that they'd been in the morgue.
'How are you feeling?'
'Like I took a sledgehammer to the head,' Ash admitted. She blinked a couple of times and lifted her hand to shield her eyes from the light. 'What happened at the end?'
'You don't remember?'
'Not much. I remember Darcy disappearing, and after that, everything is blank.'
'You passed out,' Jess explained.
'That much I gathered.'
Jess helped her into a sitting position, and for a few seconds, Ash had to close her eyes to stop her vision from spinning. When she opened them again, it was to see many concerned faces watching her. Three she'd been expecting; her sister, the Deputy, and Tabitha. What she hadn't been expecting was the pathologists to be sat in Tabitha's velvet swivel chair, and a smartly dressed man in his 80s sipping brandy and watching them all like they were a soap opera.
'Don't mind the Colonel,' Tabitha waved at her, 'he's been brought up to speed.'
'We ruined your backgammon game,' Ash realised with a groan.
'Nonsense. This had been much more intriguing than a game of backgammon. Murders, ghosts, gifted young women,' he listed, his beard practically quivering with excitement.
'If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I'd never have believed it,' Julia agreed.
'I don't mean to be rude, but how are you here?' Ash asked, as her brain struggled to piece together how everyone ended up squeezed in Tabitha's sitting room.
'Elijah came back after making sure you were okay and got me. He and your sister have been informing us about everything that's been happening.'
'Awful business, how you and your sister have been treated,' the Colonel bristled.
