Detective Thaddeus Ezax is in over his head. He’s the only wizard in Rockshade’s Paranormal Investigations Department, and it was his name that got him the job. The Ezaxs are known as some of the most powerful wizards in the world, but Thaddeus isn’t your average Ezaxs. Is it any wonder his family shuns him? When a kidnapping case is dropped into his lap, Thaddeus must act fast. While most five-year-olds can cast a location spell, Thaddeus can't and is forced to get creative. When he finds himself in possession of a black market werewolf skull with a ghost trapped inside, accidentally releases the spirit, and somehow forms a connection with it, things get even crazier. Sandulf Hunter doesn’t remember dying, but he remembers the last thing he saw before everything went black -- a wizard. All wizards must die! The only problem is, the wizard standing next to him smells too damned good, so good Sandy thinks he might have to keep him. And since wherever Thaddeus goes, Sandulf finds himself yanked along, he might not have a choice in the matter anyway.

Soul Eater

“But…” Should he play dumb or would it only annoy Grim? He was talking now, but Thad had been talking to serial killers before, and while some of them liked to brag, they could just as easily clam up and never say a thing. “All the angels?”


Grim pushed forth his chin and widened his eyes, looking like something out of an animated movie. “What about them?”


He waved a hand as if swatting a fly. “It’s a game. You’re an officer—”


Grim ignored him. “You understand the need for a good riddle, an intriguing hunt. It was fun watching the news, seeing the dogs of the bureau sniff around with their tails between their legs.”


“So…they had no…magical value to you?” Thad changed position, wincing at the pain radiating from his arm and shoulder. Pain meds would’ve been good now—new stitches and possibly a resetting of his arm too.


Chapter 40