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What's a Ghoul to Do?
What's a Ghoul to Do?
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Author(s): Laurie, Victoria
ISBN No.: 9780451220905
Pages: 304
Year: 200704
Format: UK- A Format Paperback
Price: £7.31
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Table of Contents Title Page Copyright Page Dedication Acknowledgements Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4 Chapter 5 Chapter 6 Chapter 7 Chapter 8 Chapter 9 Chapter 10 Chapter 11 Chapter 12 Chapter 13 Chapter 14 Praise for the Abby Cooper, Psychic Eye mysteries "Victoria Laurie has crafted a fantastic tale in this latest Psychic Eye Mystery. There are few things in life that upset Abby Cooper, but ghosts and her parents feature high on her list . giving the reader a few real frights and a lot of laughs."--Fresh Fiction "Fabulous. Fans will highly praise this fine ghostly murder mystery."--The Best Reviews "A great new series . plenty of action." -- Midwest Book Review "An invigorating entry into the cozy mystery realm.


I cannot wait for the next book."--Roundtable Reviews "The characters are all realistically drawn and the situations go from interesting, to amusing, to laugh-out-loud funny. The best thing a person can do to while away the cold winter is to cuddle up in front of a fire with this wonderful book."--The Best Reviews "A fun, light read, and a promising beginning to an original series."--The Romance Reader''s Connection "A fresh, exciting addition to the amateur sleuth genre." --J. A. Konrath, author of Rusty Nail "Worth reading over and over again.


"--Bookviews SIGNET Published by New American Library, a division of Penguin Group (USA) Inc., 375 Hudson Street, New York, New York 10014, USA Penguin Group (Canada), 90 Eglinton Avenue East, Suite 700, Toronto, Ontario M4P 2Y3, Canada (a division of Pearson Penguin Canada Inc.) Penguin Books Ltd., 80 Strand, London WC2R 0RL, England Penguin Ireland, 25 St. Stephen''s Green, Dublin 2, Ireland (a division of Penguin Books Ltd.) Penguin Group (Australia), 250 Camberwell Road, Camberwell, Victoria 3124, Australia (a division of Pearson Australia Group Pty. Ltd.) Penguin Books India Pvt.


Ltd., 11 Community Centre, Panchsheel Park, New Delhi - 110 017, India Penguin Group (NZ), 67 Apollo Drive, Mairangi Bay, Auckland 1311, New Zealand (a division of Pearson New Zealand Ltd.) Penguin Books (South Africa) (Pty.) Ltd., 24 Sturdee Avenue, Rosebank, Johannesburg 2196, South Africa Penguin Books Ltd., Registered Offices: 80 Strand, London WC2R 0RL, England First published by Signet, an imprint of New American Library, a division of Penguin Group (USA) Inc. First Printing, April 2007 Copyright © Victoria Laurie, 2007 All rights reserved REGISTERED TRADEMARK--MARCA REGISTRADA Without limiting the rights under copyright reserved above, no part of this publication may be reproduced, stored in or introduced into a retrieval system, or transmitted, in any form, or by any means (electronic, mechanical, photocopying, recording, or otherwise), without the prior written permission of both the copyright owner and the above publisher of this book. PUBLISHER''S NOTE This is a work of fiction.


Names, characters, places, and incidents either are the product of the author''s imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, business establishments, events, or locales is entirely coincidental. The publisher does not have any control over and does not assume any responsibility for author or third-party Web sites or their content. The scanning, uploading, and distribution of this book via the Internet or via any other means without the permission of the publisher is illegal and punishable by law. Please purchase only authorized electronic editions, and do not participate in or encourage electronic piracy of copyrighted materials. Your support of the author''s rights is appreciated. eISBN : 978-1-101-00764-8 This book is lovingly dedicated to two women of profound beauty and intellect: Adell Chase, my southern bell of truth and the wisest woman on earth; and Karen Ditmars, a bella in her own right and the coolest woman on the planet. Acknowledgments Here''s a news flash--writers are selfish people. Truth is, creative types like me are driven by one impulse--to make up a world in which we get to control everything and everyone.


We decide who enters and who exits, what the weather will be, who will hook up with whom, who will win and who will lose. It makes us feel powerful and, in all honesty, has relatively little to do with thinking about what will make anyone else happy. Which is why, at the end of pounding out three-hundred-plus pages, we are often surprised by how many of our friends, colleagues, fans, and family have generously helped us perfect our creations. And I suppose that''s what tempers us a bit, to know that while we may love to play God, we still need some angels to help us get it right. It''s these angels that I''d like to humbly thank right now: First and foremost, my incredible editor, Molly Boyle, who takes my overly wordy, addicted-to-adjectives manuscripts and turns them into what I meant to write. Molly, you''re so good at what you do that you have not just impressed me--you''ve blown me away. I''m unbelievably grateful for all your patience (didn''t know you''d need so much of that with me, did you?), your hard work, and your fantastic instincts. You and I shall make one helluva team, girlfriend--thank you, thank you, thank you! Next, my astounding and amazing agent, Jim McCarthy.


What can I say that I haven''t said before? (No, seriously, help me out here, cuz every time I mention you, I gush and gush and I''m runnin'' out of gushy things to say!) LOL . Truly, Jim, I think you must be some sort of cosmic gift from the Big Guy upstairs who either took great pity on me or got me mixed up with some other far more deserving schmuck when he sent you my way. And just to be clear . if there was a screwup? I''m not giving you back . ever! So plan on stickin'' around, sugar; we gots a looooong way to go just yet. Adell Chase and Karen Ditmars, to whom this book is dedicated: Ladies, I''ve been so lucky in my life. Everywhere I go, I meet the best of humanity, and a few of them, like you, I am blessed to call friends. You two leave me breathless with your wisdom, your courage, and your will to be strong, independent, smart, and capable women.


When I grow up, I swear I want to be just like you two! My sister Sandy Upham and my brother and sister-in-law Jon and Naoko Upham--you guys have no idea how much I love you and how very much your support means to me. I''m so proud of you three fantastic human beings that I''m lucky enough to be related to. Huge hugs and kisses comin'' your way! Also, a relative newcomer to my troupe of favorite people on earth, Michael Torres, aka The Boy. Thank you so much for the incredible way you inspire me, cheer me on, and never have an unkind word. You''re such a beautiful man, M.T., both inside and out, and I''m beyond thrilled that you''ve come into my life. That morning phone call to cheer me on when I''m in my writing slump is such a gift; please know that I appreciate and adore you for that and so much more.


Dr. Stephen Pap, who gave me the inspiration for Dr. Delicious, thank you first and foremost for fixing my hand-- which is all healed now, thank God--and also for being so generous with your boyhood stories and background. I told you that you''d make a great character--I wasn''t wrong. And last but certainly not least, please let me thank all my incredible friends who have never wavered in their support, love, and encouragement: Kristy Schiller, Nora Brosseau, Silas Hudson, Laurie Comnes, Pipa Terry, Betty Stocking, Jaa Nawtaisong, and Leanne Tierney. You guys rock, and I''m so grateful. Chapter 1 "Good morning, Miss Holliday," the real estate agent cheerfully greeted me outside 84 Dartmouth Street. "Hi, there.


You must be Cassandra," I said, shaking her hand. "Please call me M.J." "You''re younger and prettier than I thought you''d be," she commented as she nervously twisted the pearls at her neck. "Thank you," I said, then quickly got down to business. "I know we talked a little on the phone, but what can you tell me about this house?" Cassandra paled slightly and looked up at the three-story brownstone, a turn-of-the-century gem that was right at home in Boston''s opulent Back Bay neighborhood. "I''ve had the listing for almost a year, which, as you can imagine, is unheard-of here in the Back Bay. Brownstones like this one sell around here in a matter of weeks, not months.


" "Sticker shock?" I asked. "No, nothing like that. At one million it''s an absolute steal! And we''ve had a lot of interest in it, despite its history. But every time we get close to making a deal, the buyer backs out. They all say the same thing: The place just has bad energy." "You said someone was killed inside?" Cassandra nodded. "Yes, the daughter of the current owners was raped and murdered a little over a year ago." "That''s awful," I said, looking back toward the brownstone.


"Did they catch the killer?" "He was shot by police as he tried to make a getaway out the back. Unfortunately, they arrived too late to save the girl." "So, really, two people died in the house." "Yes, I suppose so," she said. "And what''s been happen.


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