Hearts on Fire, Tome 2: Secret Fates
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- Jane Hinchey (Écrivain)
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Chapter 1
The dead man at my feet was a testament to the fact that today had been a shit day. Of epic proportions. I stood in the pouring rain, panting, raindrops dripping from my hair, soaked to the bone. Thunder boomed, shaking the trees around me. I glanced up at the darkened sky with its angry clouds and felt bad for enjoying the weather. I loved storms. Loved running in them. Which was what I’d been doing when I stumbled upon the poor unfortunate soul spread on the ground before me. Running to erase the angst the latest phone call with my mother had brought.
The woods beyond my house weren’t heavily used. Heck, Fury Island had a population of twenty thousand. There was plenty of island for everyone. We each practically had a woods of our own.
“Duke! Here, boy!” I called my black Labrador back to my side from where he’d been poking his nose against the neck of the deceased man. At least I thought he was deceased. Squatting by his side, I pressed my fingers against his neck. Cold to the touch and no pulse. His skin was white, and I don’t mean pale; he was as white as a sheet, and by the way the water pebbled and rolled off of his exposed flesh, it was as if he were coated in wax. He was dressed all in black, but when I pressed my fingers to his neck I noticed the white collar. A priest. Or minister. Double shit.
Duke whined and sat by my side, leaning heavily against my leg.
“I know, boy. I was enjoying our run too, but now we’ve got to deal with this. I hope we get reception up here.” Pulling out my phone I swiped the screen. One bar. I moved away from the body and pressed up against the trunk of a tree, trying to keep the rain off my phone.
“Fury Police Department,” a female voice answered.
“This is Del Devereux. There’s a body in the woods directly opposite Fishers Drive.”
“A body? As in a deceased person?” Her voice changed from bored to immensely interested.
“Correct.”
“Are you with the person now? Are you sure they’re dead?”
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My name is Del Devereux and I see dead people.
I’ve always believed in ghosts. I’ve been able to see and talk to them since I was a child, so when the spirit of Father Jack Sullivan told me someone was trying to open the gates of Hell, I listened.
Turns out the chewed on piece of stone I’d rescued from my dog Dukes jaws was, in fact, a shard from an ancient relic – a medallion. Broken into three pieces, they had to be reunited to form the key. And I had the last piece.
With a demon hot on my tail and willing to kill anyone or anything that got in his way, I was on the run, with Duke and my best friend Jase by my side. I thought we were in with a fighting chance when I discovered the shard was giving me special powers. And then it all went horribly wrong.
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