Dances With Ghosts by Erin McCarthy (Murder By Design Book 7)
English | 2020 | Mystery/Thriller| ePUB |2.8 Mb
USA Today and New York Times Bestselling author Erin McCarthy sold her first book in 2002 and has since written almost fifty novels and novellas in teen fiction, new adult, and adult romance. Erin has a special weakness for New Orleans, tattoos, high-heeled boots, beaches and martinis. She lives in Ohio with her family, two grumpy cats and a socially awkward dog.
Spring has sprung in Cleveland and home stager (and lousy spiritual medium) Bailey Burke is facing all kinds of major life changes. Both her grandmother and her boyfriend Jake Marner have moved in with her, she is contemplating a career change, and Marner’s mother needs her help planning a thirtieth birthday party for him.
Party plans include dance lessons for Bailey and Jake. Which would be fun, except their instructor appears to have tangoed with the wrong partner. She’s found dead on the dance floor, a butchered ballroom teacher with multiple stab wounds.
It’s a classic case of overkill, but there are no suspects and no ghosts hanging around to offer any insight. It’s time to call on Bailey’s old friend, Ryan, who happens to be a dead detective with a rude sense of humor.
Can Bailey and her two favorite guys solve the case of the killer Cha Cha?
I understood the why of it in theory, but hey, I had a decent track record solving murders. I had been the only one who had even suspected my grandma’s friend Vera had been murdered, and because of me, a confessed killer was sitting in jail awaiting his hearing.
This sucked. “Okay.” I took the keys, because what choice did I have? They weren’t going to let me stay. Crime scene techs were already unrolling the yellow tape.
Once upon a time, in my early twenties, I had been a crime scene technician myself, because I had wanted to be badass like my prosecutor mother, but sucked at public speaking, so law was out. I had also wanted to be around Ryan, who I had met in criminal justice class at community college, and who I had developed a massive crush on, so while law was out, crime scene tech was in.
But I hadn’t vibed with the job. In fact, if I hadn’t quit, I would have been fired. I’d gone on to start my own home staging business “Put It Where?” but knowing how to choose a soothing color palette did me no good in this ghost business.
Marner took his cronies inside and barely gave me a wave.
It occurred to me that the murderer might still be in the area. None of those pros had considered that, had they? Except they had. I realized a uniformed officer was following me discreetly and doing a sweep, gun out. Yikes. I fast-walked around the corner.
Ryan, my one-time crush, and Marner’s former partner, fell in step beside me.
“Dance lessons? How did you talk Marner into that?”
I glanced over at my dead friend, not surprised to see him. His ghost came and went at will.
“His mom bought them for us as a gift.”
“Ah. That makes sense. You can’t say no to Mrs. M.”
“That is very true. I was just thinking that same thing.” I crossed the parking lot, glancing around to make sure there was no murderer about to leap out and strangle me. “What’s new with you? Are you here because of Carmen? Was she murdered?”
I knew she had been murdered. She had to be. There had yet to be a ghost who had shown themselves to me who had died of natural causes. But Ryan occasionally had intel from upstairs and could share it with me.