More from Hedge House, a paranormal/urban fantasy that I hope to have out later this year.

Cara has just finished a meeting with Harry Rupert, the attorney handling her grandmother’s estate and is discussing things with Jacob.  This follows directly from last week’s snippet.

“The why is probably in your case,” he said, nodding toward the briefcase on her lap. “As for how… That’s something we’re still working on.”

“We… You and Tamira?”

He nodded.

“Jacob, what is going on? I feel like there are things happening that I’m a part of but don’t know about.”

“There are,” he admitted. “But it’s all right. You’re safe.”

“Safe from what?” Tamira’s words about Jonas came racing back through her mind.   

He made no answer.

“Jonas?” she ventured. “But how?” She shook her head. “This is nuts. There’s no way he could be responsible for an attack of yellow jackets.”

“Of course not,” Jacob agreed. “No more than he can be responsible for a heart attack.”  

Tentative Blurb:

When Cara Hawthorne returns to the childhood home she had been torn away from twenty years earlier, she thinks it will be to do nothing more than settle her grandmother’s estate and return to her job as a junior lawyer at a prestigious law firm in Tulsa.

But every nook and cranny of the house and gardens unearths long-buried memories, and when the town’s mayor sets his sights on her and the property she finds herself caught up in a centuries old battle with powers she has only barely begun to understand

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More from Hedge House, a paranormal/urban fantasy that I hope to have out later this year.

Cara has just finished a meeting with Harry Rupert, the attorney handling her grandmother’s estate and is discussing things with Jacob. This follows directly from last week’s snippet.

Cara fell silent, thinking about his answer. The day her letter came, her grandmother had been overjoyed, telling everyone that she wanted to come for a visit. Belle had died that night, and the next day, the one person who knew what was in Belle’s will had nearly died. Something cold ran up her spine and filled her blood vessels with ice.

“Jacob…”

The old man shook his head. “Seems a bit of a coincidence, doesn’t it?”

She couldn’t answer around the dead feeling in her throat.

“It’s all right,” he soothed.  “She is going to be all right.”

“But why…? And how…?”

Tentative Blurb:

When Cara Hawthorne returns to the childhood home she had been torn away from twenty years earlier, she thinks it will be to do nothing more than settle her grandmother’s estate and return to her job as a junior lawyer at a prestigious law firm in Tulsa.

But every nook and cranny of the house and gardens unearths long-buried memories, and when the town’s mayor sets his sights on her and the property she finds herself caught up in a centuries old battle with powers she has only barely begun to understand

Find more great reading
at the Sunday Snippet group.

More from Hedge House, a paranormal/urban fantasy that I hope to have out later this year.

Cara has just finished a meeting with Harry Rupert, the attorney handling her grandmother’s estate. This follows directly from last week’s snippet.

“Jacob, do you know what happened to my grandmother’s attorney? The one who drew up the papers?”

Jacob nodded as he put the truck in gear and pulled out onto the main street. “She’s in a coma. Freak accident – ran over a nest of yellow jackets while mowing and got stung multiple times and had an allergic reaction. She almost died and is still in ICU.”

Something in his voice made Cara doubt the truth of the story. Not of his words, but of the story he was relating, and she raised an eyebrow.

Jacob shrugged. 

“When did it happen?”

“The day after your letter came.”

Tentative Blurb:

When Cara Hawthorne returns to the childhood home she had been torn away from twenty years earlier, she thinks it will be to do nothing more than settle her grandmother’s estate and return to her job as a junior lawyer at a prestigious law firm in Tulsa.

But every nook and cranny of the house and gardens unearths long-buried memories, and when the town’s mayor sets his sights on her and the property she finds herself caught up in a centuries old battle with powers she has only barely begun to understand

Find more great reading
at the Sunday Snippet group.

More from Hedge House, a paranormal/urban fantasy that I hope to have out later this year.

Cara is in Harry Rupert’s office – he’s the attorney handling her grandmother’s estate. He has just finished going over the will with her. This follows directly from last week’s snippet.

“I don’t sign anything unless I’ve read it and know what I’m signing.” She smiled. “I’m sure you advise your clients to read before signing as well?”

“Well, yes, but that’s if they’re signing something from someone they don’t know. I’m a lawyer –”

“As am I.” Cara rose and held his gaze. “And I am not going to sign anything unless I have read it and compared it to the original document.” She paused. “I know you are a lawyer, Mr. Rupert. I also know that you are not the lawyer that originally drew up my grandmother’s will. That, I believe, was Kim Jamison, who is no longer with your firm?”

The man stared at her, his mouth open. 

Cara’s smile was cold. “Should I find any discrepancies between these papers and the originals in my grandmother’s safe, I will contact the Bar and they will be in contact with you. Good day, Mr. Rupert.”

Cara climbed into the truck and slammed the door. Jacob gave her a questioning look as he started the engine.

“I don’t trust him,” she said. “I’m bringing the papers home to read over.” She took a deep breath and let it out slowly. “Jacob, do you know what happened to my grandmother’s attorney? The one who drew up the papers?”

Tentative Blurb:

When Cara Hawthorne returns to the childhood home she had been torn away from twenty years earlier, she thinks it will be to do nothing more than settle her grandmother’s estate and return to her job as a junior lawyer at a prestigious law firm in Tulsa.

But every nook and cranny of the house and gardens unearths long-buried memories, and when the town’s mayor sets his sights on her and the property she finds herself caught up in a centuries old battle with powers she has only barely begun to understand

Find more great reading
at the Sunday Snippet group.