Chapter 2

As she sat in the green room, wrapped in a blanket, sipping whisky, Isobel took a moment to reflect that first jobs always seemed to bring her bad luck. Or, rather, she seemed to bring bad luck with her to every new situation. At her first temp job, she'd stumbled across a dead secretary in a bathroom stall. And now at this, her first bona fide summer stock job, she'd tripped over a dead ghost.

A dead actor playing a ghost, she reminded herself.