Ghost Hunters Anthology 14 - Marpel, Kruze

Ghost Hunters Anthology 14

She was tall, with a long black wavy mane that came most the way down her back.
While her tight black leather jeans almost came up to meet, except for a narrow band of pure ivory skin. Those, plus a cropped knit top and an opened short jacket, drew all eyes to her in the backwoods bar.
Only the jukebox continued any noise, beating out a worn country music classic.
She had come to see me. Perhaps to help with my simple request. Because I needed assistance for an appointment after hers. For a mystery I wasn't sure I could solve on my own.
As she strode over in her high-heeled Timberline boots, she smiled. In another age, her smile would have launched a thousand ships.
Right now, she was here just for me.
A slight wave of her hand and the crowd resumed whatever they had been doing before. She liked a grand entrance, but only so much.
She again turned back to me, and our eyes locked. I returned her smile.
As ever, this was going to be fun...

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