The old Blackwood Manor, its gothic spires piercing the night sky. Twenty-five-year-old Riley Harper had joined the investigation as a favor to her friend’s production company, documenting the notorious haunted estate for a new paranormal series. She was a skeptic at heart, but the paycheck was too good to pass up.
The man leading the investigation was Elias Crowe, legendary ghost hunter, ex-military, and built like a weapon. Tall, broad-shouldered, with piercing dark eyes, a scruffy jaw, and a deep voice that commanded attention. His black tactical gear hugged every muscle as he moved through the decaying halls with quiet confidence, EVP recorder in one hand and flashlight in the other.
“Stay close, Riley,” he murmured as they entered the grand ballroom, dust swirling in their flashligh
