Whether visiting our modern business district or exploring the cobblestone lanes of the Old Port quarter, please enjoy your stay. When you return home, do tell your friends about our wonderful city—just leave out any supernatural details.
Don’t worry—most of our guests never experience anything unusual. Otherworlders, such as faeries, vampires, and ghouls, are quite adept at hiding within the shadows. Many are also skilled at erasing memories. You may wake in the night screaming, but you won’t recall why. Be glad that you don’t remember—you are one of the fortunate ones.
If you do encounter something unnatural, we recommend the services of Ivy Granger, Psychic Detective. Co-founder of Private Eye detective agency, Ivy Granger is a relatively new member of our small business community. Her offices can be found on Water Street, in the heart of the Old Port.
Miss Granger has a remarkable ability to receive visions by the act of touching an object. This skill is useful in her detective work, especially when locating lost items. Whether you are looking for a lost brooch or missing persons, no job is too small for Ivy Granger—and she could certainly use the business.
We can also provide, upon request, a list of highly skilled undertakers. If you are in need of their services, then we also kindly direct you to Harborsmouth Cemetery Realty. It’s never too early to contact them, since we have a booming “housing” market. Demand is quite high for a local plot—there are always people dying for a place to stay.
Chapter 2: Excerpt
I sniffed the air and smelled a whiff of sulfur. Oh, Mab’s bloody bones! My hand snagged a crucifix off the desk and I started muttering the Lord’s Prayer. I may not follow any particular faith, but Kaye had taught me a trick or two. Ten to one odds my client wasn’t bothered by today’s intense heat.
Color me pixed—the guy sitting on the other side of my desk was a demon. My hand, the one holding the crucifix in a white-knuckled grip, was starting to shake.
“You seem to have some inkling as to my lineage, however I am not here for myself,” he said. “Hell has no interest in you…yet. I represent a client, someone very powerful who requires your special services.”
“You’re telling me that you’re some other dude’s lackey?” I asked. My hand steadied as I held the crucifix out before me.
“Attorney,” he said, shooting me a narrow eyed glare.
“Lower than a lackey then,” I said.
I was playing with fire, or brimstone. I should order the demon to leave, but there was something intriguing about his story. I couldn’t help becoming curious. Someone had made a deal with a devil, literally, to gain my services. I wasn’t sure if I should be flattered or die of fright.
At least I knew my instincts were good—this was definitely going to be a long day and this really was a client from Hell.
Shadow Sight, the first novel in the Ivy Granger urban fantasy series, goes on sale in trade paperback and ebook editions July 24, 2012.
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