“Friends don’t let friends get snatched away by creepy skeletons.” Cassidy Blake is back again! This time in New Orleans~
A beautiful heartbreaking book about the tsunami in 2011. When everything went so terribly wrong.
He glances around the room and his eyes light on the pile of charity-shop paperbacks on the rickety table. “What about those?”
I shake my head dismissively. “No room for them. I can’t keep books.”
I wonder whether he caught the note of sadness in my voice, because he immediately switches the suit to one hand and gathers the books up under his other arm. “There’s plenty of room in my house for books,” he says briskly and nods as if to emphasise his point. “There’s a couple of titles here that I fancy reading myself.”
Moisture pricks the back of my eyes. Who is this man?
“‘Even if only half the stories are true, I would sya it’s still the most haunted house in Britain.’
‘Brilliant,’ Chloe said, deadpan. ‘And I’m living in the fucking thing.”
