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  Contents

  Copyright

  Chapter One

  Chapter Two

  Chapter Three

  Chapter Four

  Chapter Five

  Chapter Six

  Chapter Seven

  Chapter Eight

  Chapter Nine

  Chapter Ten

  Chapter Eleven

  Chapter Twelve

  Chapter Thirteen

  Chapter Fourteen

  Chapter Fifteen

  Chapter Sixteen

  Chapter Seventeen

  Chapter Eighteen

  Chapter Nineteen

  Chapter Twenty

  Chapter Twenty-One

  Chapter Twenty-Two

  Chapter Twenty-Three

  Chapter Twenty-Four

  Chapter Twenty-Five

  Epilogue

  A Note From The Author

  About The Author

  This is a work of fiction.

  None of it is real. All names, places, and events are products of the author's imagination. Any resemblance to real names, places, or events are purely coincidental, and should not be construed as being real.

  A Spirited Tail

  Copyright © 2014

  Leighann Dobbs

  http://www.leighanndobbs.com

  All Rights Reserved.

  No part of this work may be used or reproduced in any manner, except as allowable under “fair use,” without the express written permission of the author.

  Cover art by: http://www.tina-adams.com/design

  Chapter One

  One of my favorite things about living in the White Mountains of New Hampshire is the fresh, clean smell after a summer rain shower. Up until this morning, I didn't think there was anything that could ruin that smell. But now I knew better. There was one thing … the stench of a dead body.

  I covered my nose with my hand and tried to tear my eyes away from the body, which was difficult given the unusual graffiti on its forehead. There were actually two bodies lying in the grass, but thankfully, only one of them was dead. The other was real estate agent Ophelia Withington, whose eyes had rolled up into their sockets shortly before she fainted after her brain came to grips with the fact that there was a dead body in the back yard of the old, abandoned mansion she was about to list for sale.

  "Ophelia!" I squatted down, feeling a slight sting in my left leg—a reminder of the near-fatal accident over a year ago that was one of the catalysts for my move back to my home town of Mystic Notch. The accident had left me with a slight limp, a bunch of scars and a few odd side effects I didn’t like to dwell on.

  Pushing away the wet blades of grass that tickled my nose, I roughly shook Ophelia’s shoulder.

  She moaned, then rolled her head and squinted one blue eye up at me. "What happened?"

  "You fainted."

  She scrunched her perfectly made-up face, then her eyes went wide. She covered her nose and swiveled her head toward the body. "Is he …?"

  "Yep."

  She scrambled up and away from the body. Her face took on a greenish tinge as she turned away, then bent over to serenade me with loud retching noises.

  I pinched my nose closed and tried to focus on controlling my own gag reflex. A whining sound tugged my attention away from Ophelia and I looked across the body at the Golden Retriever who sat patiently beside it.

  My heart tugged when my gaze met the wounded, brown eyes of the dog, which obviously belonged to the dead guy. The Golden's mournful whining had caused us to investigate the side area of the house in the first place. If it hadn’t been for him, Ophelia and I would have simply gone about our business inside the dilapidated mansion, never knowing someone was lying dead outside.

  Glancing at the bent-over real estate agent, I felt a twinge of regret at offering to help her appraise the book collection inside the house.

  I wasn’t actually sure why I had offered to help. The collection had been locked away in the house for fifty years and was reputed to include many rare volumes. I guess my love of books had been the reason rather than any kind of friendship I had with Ophelia. Because I wouldn’t actually categorize us as ‘friends’.

  In fact, I hadn’t even liked the overzealous real estate agent much at all when I’d first moved back to Mystic Notch to live in the large antique Victorian home I’d inherited from my grandmother. Ophelia seemed hell-bent on persuading me to sell it—through her real estate agency, of course—and she was annoyingly aggressive about it.

  Much to her dismay, I had no intention of selling Gram’s house, and up until this past spring our relationship could best be described as adversarial. She’d been mean, shrewd, and money-hungry back then, but I had to admit she’d changed a lot since being the prime suspect in the death of our town librarian—whose body I’d also discovered.

  I wouldn’t say we were best buddies now, but she had done a few things to redeem herself in my eyes and I found her to be more tolerable than before.

  And now here we were, discovering a dead body together.

  Another whine pulled my attention back to the situation at hand. I stood and walked closer at the dog, holding my hand out for him to sniff. "Hey, buddy. Are you friendly?"

  The dog glanced down at the body and then up at me, as if realizing his old master had departed and was sizing me up as a replacement. I guess I didn’t pass muster because he didn’t move a muscle.

  "Okay, suit yourself."

  I brushed off my jeans and waded through the overgrown grass toward Ophelia. The extra exertion of trying to navigate through the grass made my limp more pronounced. Ophelia was no longer retching. She stood before me, her usually perfectly coiffed blonde hair sticking up from the top of her head like the crest of a bird. I bit back a laugh. I didn’t think she was going to be too happy the next time she looked in the mirror.

  "You okay?"

  She nodded. "Who is that?"

  "I was hoping you knew."

  She shook her head, then gestured toward the body. "And what’s wrong with his forehead?"

  Good question.

  It was bad enough to stumble across a dead body first thing in the morning, but this one had a strange mark on his forehead. It looked like a triangle with a dot in the middle and it almost seemed to be glowing in the early morning sunlight.

  Why would someone do that?

  "Do you think it’s some kind of cult?" Ophelia’s eyes darted wildly toward the woods.

  "I don’t know. Do we have any cults around here?"

  Ophelia shrugged, and I turned her away from the body and toward the front of the house, glancing backwards at the dog who didn’t seem to be in any hurry to leave his post.

  "Let’s go out front and call Gus," I said, referring to my sister, Augusta, the town Sheriff.

  I led the way to the front of the house, eager to escape the stench emanating from the body and the buzz of flies that had already discovered it. It had stopped raining and the sun had made an appearance, but my legs were soaked from brushing against the tall, wet grass.

  The front yard was mostly dirt and weeds, a sharp contrast to the field that had taken over the side and back of the house. I perched on the granite step that led to the porch and went through the motions of inspecting my legs for ticks, congratulating myself for having the good sense to wear long jeans and tuck them into my socks before venturing into the grass.

  Even though I’d been a city dweller down in Massachusetts for most of my adult life, I’d grown up here in the White Mountains, and my eyes were still trained to pick out those small brown pests, so it didn’t take long for me to give myself the once-over.

  "What are you doing?" Ophelia eyed my gyrations as I twisted around to get a look at the back of my legs.<
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  "Looking for ticks. The grass is probably loaded with them."

  Ophelia made a strangled squeak and I glanced over to see a horrified look on her face as she darted her eyes around her beige linen suit and stabbed her fingers into her hair. I grimaced, remembering how she’d been laying on the ground. No one wanted ticks in their hair.

  "Do I have any on me?" Her lip quivered, her face turned pale and I was afraid she’d pass out again.

  "I’ll check for you while I call Gus." I dug the cell phone out of my pocket and checked for a signal. Reception could be spotty up here in the mountains, but I was in luck. I punched in Gus’s number and started my inspection.

  "Don’t mess up my hair," Ophelia commanded as I listened to the phone ringing. I didn’t want to tell her it was already pretty messed up.

  "Wilhelmina? This had better be an emergency." Gus’s voice bellowed over the phone. I cringed at the use of the long version of my first name. She always used that when she was mad. Normally, she just called me ‘Willa’ like everyone else had for the past forty-eight years.

  "Well, it’s not exactly an emergency anymore …" I plucked a tick off the hem of Ophelia’s skirt.

  "What’s wrong?"

  "There’s a dead guy up at the Van Dorn house."

  "You found another one?" I could practically hear Gus rolling her eyes. Earlier in the summer, I’d stumbled across the body of the town librarian murdered in the library, and Gus hadn’t been pleased. I wasn’t sure why she got so upset with me; it wasn’t like I found these bodies on purpose.

  "Afraid so."

  "Who is it?"

  "I’m not sure. It’s hard to tell because he’s been … umm … defaced."

  "Defaced?"

  "Yeah, he has a symbol on his forehead. Not sure how to explain it—you kind of have to see it for yourself."

  "Oh, for crying out loud, we’ll be right there." Gus’s voice turned stern, like our mother’s when we were kids. "Don’t leave and don’t touch anything."

  She snapped the phone shut without even saying good-bye.

  I had to laugh at her warning. I knew enough not to touch anything, but Gus was probably thinking I’d be snooping around, trying to get involved in the case. I could hardly blame her, though. I did have a habit of getting involved in solving crimes. I supposed it had to do with my previous career as a crime reporter. Sometimes I just couldn’t help but get involved … and sometimes I didn’t have much choice.

  "You’re all set." I gestured at Ophelia’s outfit.

  "You didn’t find any on me?"

  "Nope," I lied. I’d found four, but since they were just crawling around and not feasting, I’d simply flicked them off. I figured she was better off not knowing that.

  "I suppose we need to wait outside." Ophelia glanced at the weather-beaten door and worn wooden floor of the front porch.

  I nodded, knowing that Gus wouldn’t take kindly to us venturing inside until she’d been able to check things out herself.

  Ophelia shrugged, brushed off a spot on the top step and sat down. Feeling worried about the dog, I strolled over to the side of the house and peeked out back. My heart squeezed at the site of him, still sitting in the same spot, guarding his master.

  "I hope there won’t be a problem with the dog when the police come," I said as I eyed the porch. Years of neglect had taken their toll and the once-grand area now boasted rotting boards, loose railings and missing columns.

  I brushed at a section of the top step carefully, so as not to jab my hand with the splintering wood, and plopped down beside Ophelia, wincing at the pain in my left leg.

  "Me, too," Ophelia said. "I’m sure they have ways of handling it."

  "Maybe." I wasn’t so sure they did and I was already feeling responsible for the dog.

  "I hope this won’t impede the selling of the house." Ophelia brushed some dirt off her skirt. It was just like her to be thinking about her bottom line instead of about the dead guy in the back.

  "So, what’s the deal with this house, anyway?" I asked. I could see it was probably a hundred years old, but I knew it had been abandoned for decades. I had vague memories of rumors of it being haunted when I was a kid, but couldn’t remember exactly why.

  "Oh, it was the victim of a family squabble, I guess. The owner died a long time ago and didn’t have any heirs. Left the house to his two brothers, who couldn’t agree on selling terms. So, it sat all this time. I guess the last brother finally died and the house passed to the nephew. He contacted me to see if I could sell the house and its contents. Honestly, it’s in pretty bad shape from the looks of things out here. I don’t know if it’s worth trying to find a buyer." Ophelia waved her hand at it dismissively.

  I glanced back at the house with its crooked, paint-peeling shutters and weather-beaten wood door. A few bricks were missing here and there, but otherwise, the brick facing was in good condition. Many of the windows had been boarded up and the old, wavy glass on the ones that hadn’t been were caked with dirt. You could barely see inside … except for one window at the end of the porch where a frantic movement caught my eye.

  My stomach tightened.

  I hope that isn’t what I think it is.

  "What is it?" Ophelia looked at me curiously.

  I jerked my head to face forward. "Oh, nothing."

  But I couldn’t help myself. A few seconds later, I was looking at the window again out of the corner of my eye. I saw the same misty, swirly motion I had before. I squinted, alarm spreading in my chest as I realized what was in there.

  It was as I had feared—there was a ghost in the house and it wanted to talk to me.

  Chapter Two

  Ghosts were the other side-effect of my accident, and the reason why I didn’t have much choice about investigating certain murders. Ever since the accident, I’d been able to talk to the dead. And, as if it wasn’t disturbing enough that I could have conversations with them, it usually turned out that they wanted something from me … like investigating their murder.

  Judging by the way the ghost in the window was gesturing for me to go inside, I figured he was no different than the others.

  “Is something over there?” Ophelia craned her neck in the direction of the window.

  “No. I was just trying to see what was inside.” I certainly wasn’t going to tell Ophelia that I talked to ghosts. The only person who knew was my best friend, Pepper St. Onge, and I wanted to keep it that way so I turned around and ignored the ghost’s wild gesturing while I waited for Gus and her crew to arrive. Somehow, I’d have to get inside and talk to him, but not with Ophelia around to hear us.

  “I wonder what’s inside, too.” Ophelia turned around to look at the door. “The house is supposed to be loaded with furniture and all the household items and, of course, the books.”

  And ghosts.

  “No one has been in there yet?” I asked.

  Ophelia shook her head. “Nope. I'm meeting with the client today. He wants me to catalog the items. He said he’d probably sell them off first, then list the house. But I tell you, it’s going to need some work if he expects to get anything decent for it.”

  I nodded, then drowned out her chatter as I tried to figure out how to get in without her. The house was located off the beaten path, away from town and no nearby neighbors. I noticed how still and silent it was out here. Even the usual cacophony of bird sounds were absent, as if the birds were maintaining a moment of silence out of respect for the dead. Only the forlorn cry of a mourning dove could be heard above the distant sound of the approaching sirens.

  “Here they come.” Ophelia stood and brushed off the back of her skirt. “I hope she’ll let us get in today. I need to take a good look before meeting with the client.”

  “Me, too.” I glanced at the window to see my new friend still gesturing.

  I pulled my jeans out of my socks and brushed away black flies as the sirens got louder. The sun peeked at me from the tops of the pine trees. I realized I was going
to be late opening my bookstore and felt glad I worked for myself with no boss to admonish me when I came in late.

  The now-deafening sirens turned into the circular driveway, which I assumed had once been crushed gravel. Most of the gravel had disappeared and now it was mostly dirt, weeds, and a few stones.

  Mercifully, Gus cut the siren as her police-issue brown and tan Crown Victoria pulled to a stop. She hopped out of the driver’s side and her young deputy, Jimmy Ford, got out of the passenger side. Two of the crime scene techs got out of the other car, loaded down with various pieces of equipment.

  “The ambulance is a few minutes out,” Gus said. “Had to take Miles Warner to the hospital with a gallstone attack.”

  I nodded. The small town of Mystic Notch only had one ambulance. I was pretty sure it wasn’t going to help the guy in the backyard, anyway.

  Gus raised her left brow. “So, where’s the body?”

  “Over here.” I tilted my head toward the side of the house and Gus marched off in front of me, her long blonde ponytail swinging behind her. I watched for a second before falling in behind her. I still got a kick of seeing my little sister in her police uniform. Eight years separated us and she was just a teenager when I’d moved down South. Now, twenty-five years later, we were just becoming acquainted as adults and I guess I still thought of her as that teenage girl, sometimes, even though she was forty years old.

  Gus turned the corner, her hawk-like eyes taking in the scene in front of her. Her new deputy, Jimmy Ford, scrambled along behind her with his notebook out, ready to jump at Gus’s every command.

  I felt a twinge of sympathy for the poor kid. Fresh out of the police academy and barely old enough to shave, he didn’t seem to have much confidence and could usually be found following close behind Gus like a puppy eager to prove himself.

  The dog was still there. He let out a low growl as we neared the body.

  Jimmy stopped short. “Is that dog vicious?”

  “What?” I scrunched my face up at him. “No. He’s perfectly nice. Just guarding the body. I imagine he must belong to the deceased.”

  “He does,” a gritty voice rasped from behind me. The voice sounded like its owner had drunk a bottle of whiskey and munched on rocks for breakfast and I turn to face the county medical examiner, Gertie Sloan, trudging through grass that was almost as tall as she was. Gertie must have been ninety if she was a day, but somehow managed to keep the job as chief M.E. Probably because no one else wanted it.

 

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