Cameron has built a good life for himself despite his rough start. He can’t trust enough for romance, but he’s okay with that. He’s got good money coming in as a graphic designer and just inherited a duplex in Plymouth from his estranged grandfather, so he doesn’t have to worry about keeping a roof over his head. He likes his tenants, he has friends, and he’s content with that.<br><br>When two guys claiming to be paranormal investigators show up on his doorstep tell him the tenants contacted them about “phenomena” in the house, he knows they’re con men right away. For one thing, they claim he was the tenant. He sends them packing. It doesn’t matter that one of the con artists is the hottest guy Cameron has seen in years -- if anything, that just makes Cameron more suspicious.<br><br>Then things go wrong in the house, things he can’t shrug off or ignore. The past Cameron has worked so hard to leave behind is coming for him, and it’s angry.

Rites of Spring

“The green spots.” Reid sighed. “I think we’ll all be pretty busy today, but I’ve got a good feeling about this. I think we’ll get some important data.” He stood up and looked around the kitchen. “I’ll text you if I get anything.” He fled the room.


Cameron turned to look at Jason. “Does he realize that he doesn’t have my phone number yet?”


“Sure he does. We called you somehow.” Jason grinned. “At least you got the easy job.”


Cameron rolled his eyes. “Do you have any idea how unpleasant some of those Mayflower genealogists can be when a brown-skinned dude comes in with questions?”


“Do you have any idea how unpleasant it can be to go digging random pits in an old backyard?” Jason grinned. “That green spot could be a mass grave. Could be an old privy. Could be a less-old septic tank ready to rupture and there’s only one way to find out!” He struck an overly enthusiastic pose and winked.


Cameron laughed in spite of himself. “Um, text me if you need anything, I guess.”


Chapter 49