The second book, same house, same spooks, but this time a different POV, meet Marcel.
“Too much damned TV. Thinks he’s Sherlock Holmes.”
“That’s professor Moriarty,” corrected Foaly.
“Holmes, Moriarty, they both look the same with the flesh scorched off their skulls.”
I picked a random page in this ebook, sadly, I forgot to remember the page and I don’t have the ebook any more. So it is a real teaser now. 😛
Leaning against a bus-stop post across the street, illuminated by a circle of yellow light from a street lamp behind him, she saw a young man staring at her.
“Dex?”
He didn’t move.
She froze.
She recognised the red windbreaker. He had worn it a million times.
“Dex?”
A girl, a dead boyfriend, revenge… sounds good right? But sadly this was a disappointment.
