"Check it out - this old vineyard has mad potential!" Adam grinned, spreading his arms wide. Vine-choked fields rolled away under the hot Italian sun. The bankrupt estate he just bought dirt cheap thanks to local connections.
Lucia raised an eyebrow, looking skeptical behind her big shades. "Babe, I don't see anything but weeds here."
"Hey, that entrepreneurial eye don't lie!" Adam laughed. "Imma turn this sad property into a cash machine growing that artisan grape my insider pals been cluing me into."
Still, as he traipsed through the overgrown rows, Adam felt a prickle down his neck. After all the eerie crap they'd seen lately with dragons and freaky rituals, he couldn't help wondering if bad energy still clung to the land itself.
Kicking at a few suspicious bones and rocks poking from the loam probably didn't help soothe those thoughts...