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?”
“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.”
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