WICKEDLY EVER AFTER: HALLOWEEN HIJINKS
Author: Lotta Smith
Genre: Paranormal Cozy Mystery
late stepmom Clara for popping up in the middle of the night with a tricky request.
Someone staged mechanic Fynn’s death to look like a suicide, and now his unhappy ghost is keeping Clara and her dead friends awake all night. Proving he was murdered will keep the newlyweds hopping, and the real trick will be staying alive in this hilariously wicked book in the Manhattan Mystery Series.
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At exactly three o’clock in the morning, I was in bed, turning over for the umpteenth time. For some unknown reason, I couldn’t fall asleep. In fact, I didn’t have even a blink of sleep.Okay, so I was pretending not to know the reason for my difficulty, but I could come up with possible reasons. For starters, I had a little too much espresso cake after dinner and a few more cups of strong green tea than the recommended amount at lunch. Also, in the past few hours alone, I had at least thirteen people visit me, asking about the whereabouts of their personal belongings and if I thought their spouses were cheating on them. All of them happened to be former residents of this upscale condo on Fifth Avenue in Manhattan, where I called home. The last straw was Mrs. Williams, who kept demanding I return her hearing aid. I kept telling her that I wasn’t the evil woman who hid her belongings, and I shared my hunch that her family might have forgotten to put her hearing device with her; however, she didn’t seem to fathom what I was trying to say—perhaps because she didn’t have her hearing aid.By the way, did I mention that all those people who visited me during these ungodly hours had been dead for years?My name is Amanda Rowling, née Meyer, a part-time secretary for my husband and mostly a stay-at-home housewife, and people, including but not limited to my husband Rick, usually call me Mandy.Anyway, I was trying my best to grab some sleep before dawn, not that I had to get up early and go to work in the morning, but Rick had been busy since joining
USCAB—United States Cover All Bases, a security-based conglomerate owned and
run by his dad—and I wanted to do my best to be his super-supportive partner.
Cooking power breakfasts for him and myself had become my ritual since I moved
in with him at this condo over a year ago, and I was determined to continue
this ritual. Anyway, using knives and a hot oven in a sleep-deprived status
wasn’t high on my to-do list. I tended to commit faux-pas in the kitchen, like
scorching eggs and bacon to a crisp, whenever I was short of sleep.Before marrying him, I used to work for the FBI’s New York City headquarters as a special assistant. At first, I was just an assistant with a mission to keep my
then-boss Rick Rowling, the sexy, arrogant loose cannon who loved nothing more
than trouble, from wreaking havoc and destroying NYC. However, a little after
starting my FBI career, I developed a special skill of seeing dead people and
communicating with them, and my tasks expanded to interviewing murder victims
and dead witnesses.When Rick, who was the head of Paranormal Cases Division and the only colleague I had, left the feds to join his family business, I followed his suit and resigned from the feds.Even though Sheldon Hernandez, the head of the FBI’s New York City headquarters, offered me a lucrative consulting contract, I declined. At that time, leaving my life with the FBI, communicating with dead people and dodging frequent temper tantrums thrown at me by the deceased, and concentrating on being Mrs. Rowling seemed like a fabulous idea. But after the wedding and returning from our honeymoon, I wasn’t sure if I made the right decision. At that time, I presumed I’d stop encountering the spirits of dead; however, things didn’t go as I’d hoped. I was
still having as many ghostly visitors as before.And, recalling my past life as an FBI assistant, I was horrified to found myself sort of missing my days dealing with the murderers, crooks, and dead people. Okay, so having nothing to do with criminals should be the norm for most people, and when I
left the feds, I couldn’t wait to spend my days without worrying about being
assaulted by evil ghosts and bad humans, but…
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