Eldred Henstare is a not so powerful witch who’s been left in charge of helping the city’s lingering spirits to move on. He usually handles it pretty well, but something’s wrong with the spirit leading him to the abandoned lighthouse.<br><br>Mo Vin likes his quiet life in the cottage next to the lighthouse, at least it’s quiet until one night when Eldred Henstare -- young, beautiful, and crazy -- arrives. After that night things aren’t the same. A man is found dead on the beach outside Mo’s cottage, and he’s almost sure he’s the one who killed him, except it doesn’t make sense. Why would he kill anyone?<br><br>Eldred needs to get rid of the ghost haunting Mo. If he doesn’t Mo’s life is in danger, but to do it he needs both Mo and his brother Lachtin to help out.

Worth His Salt

“Erm...not for sure. First I believed it was a Fetch, but it doesn’t make sense. A Fetch doesn’t show itself to the one who is dying; it doesn’t do anything, simply shows itself so a relative or close one gets a glimpse of it. There is so much about the dead guy outside your cottage that doesn’t make sense. I mean, he was stabbed, wasn’t he?”


Mo nodded, though he wanted to say he was drowned.


“I think the spirit, poltergeist, Fetch or whatever we’re dealing with did it.”


Lachtin came to stand next to them. “Only a spirit shouldn’t be able to kill anyone. I hate this shit. How many times have I told you I don’t want to be a part of this, Eldred?”


Mo looked between the brothers and was sure it was a discussion they’d had several times.


“I need you. Mother has left this city to us—”


“To you.” Lachtin’s tone hardened.


“All right, to me, but I can’t help anyone without you. It’s our purpose, our mission.”


Chapter 11