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

“Before you leave, though, I want you to knock on the door and ask to speak to Mr. Reid. That’s the man with the dark, curly hair.” Cameron’s mind raced. “He’ll know what to do about the woman in the mirror.”


“Not your boyfriend?” Ali’s voice was perfectly innocent.


“Mr. Jason’s not my boyfriend.” Cameron kicked himself for the little pang that he felt when the words came out of his mouth.


“That’s not what the mirror woman says.” Ali cleared his throat. “But I’m going to go get my mom. Thanks, Mr. Cameron.” Ali hung up.


Cameron stared at the phone for a second. Why was Catherine menacing the neighbors? Her beef was with Cameron. He guessed that she’d messed with them before, when she’d made the faucets bleed. Whatever. He’d have to go give her another push.


He sent Reid a text, warning him about the impending visit from Ali and that he was on his way back. Then he packed up his belongings and left.


Chapter 62