More from Hedge House, a paranormal/urban fantasy that I hope to have out later this year.
Picking up from last week, with Jacob and Cara discussing the plans for the day.
She sighed. “The viewing this evening. And before then a visit to the Registrar of Wills, and, depending on what I learn there, a visit to Henry Rupert and maybe a phone call to the Bar Association.”
Jacob shook his head, his expression serious.
“No visit to Henry Rupert.”
“Hung himself. They found him last night.”
Cara stared at him, shocked, her mind numb as she tried to process what he’d said.
“I know,” Jacob said softly. “Suicide is always a shock.”
Cara shook her head. “Did he… leave a note? Do they know why?” She swallowed hard. “It’s because I said I was going to report him to the Bar, isn’t it?”
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