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

“Go back to the cradle, boy. I’ve been around far longer than you have.”


“That may be. How come you ended up here, anyway?”


Fuck. “You are talking to me.” He looked down only to see the real Mo shake him. Lachtin tried to get him to let go, but he didn’t seem to be responding.


“I don’t want to be talking to you.”


“Really, you seem pretty chatty. And if I’ve understood it correctly, you’ve been talking to quite a few people these last several days.”


The ghost snorted, and Eldred wished he hadn’t. The upper lip split in two and a greenish gooey substance ran down his chin. “I’m having a little fun, and he will be next.” He was pointing at Mo. “I almost had him, but then you came running.”


“Yeah, neat trick trying to make him think he’s insane; you’re probably the first one who’s ever tried it.” Eldred rolled his eyes.


“I can do anything I want to.” He scratched his head and came away with a tuft of hair. This time Eldred did gag.


Chapter 13