A Walk on the Haunted Side (Haunted Tour Guide Mystery Book 2) Read Free

far no one had applied for the job. Was it because they thought the place was haunted? More than likely it was because they’d heard what a pain Mrs. Agnew, the head of the library board, was to work for.
    Now it was just Tammy and me in the big building. Mrs. Agnew didn’t seem to want us to find help. Until she finally gave in and placed a real ad looking for an assistant, I figured we’d be on our own for a while.
    Tammy had been putting in more hours and I felt bad that she had to work so much. With her fashion sense and style, was it any wonder that one of her other jobs was at Sue’s Savvy Beauty Salon? She worked there afternoons and at the tavern in the evenings. Sometimes Tammy said she was saving for a house and other times she just said she wanted to be a millionaire.
    Tonight was a big event at the library. A New York Times-bestselling mystery author was making a stop in Devil’s Moon and doing a book signing here. Tammy and I were both excited because we were fans of his books.
    I glanced at the clock on the wall. The author was scheduled to arrive at five p.m. At least that left me the rest of the day to prepare. I’d already set up the table where the author would have his discussion and book signing. I just needed to make sure everyone had plenty of places to stand while waiting in line.
    Tammy stacked books on the counter. “You still haven’t told me. What did you do last night?”
    So much for her forgetting. I typed on the keyboard and didn’t look over at her. I knew ignoring her wouldn’t work, but I tried it anyway.
    I didn’t take my eye off the screen. “I just went out for a walk.”
    “That was a vague answer.” She tapped her red-polished fingernails against the counter. “I think there is more to it than that.”
    I continued to enter information into the computer. “Just the usual stuff.”
    I felt her eyes on me. My time of evading her was running out. I wouldn’t be able to put her off much longer. I might as well come clean.
    Tammy leaned in closer to me. “Tell about last night.”
    My cell phone dinged and I picked up the phone. “Got to take this call.”
    I knew who the text was from. Generally I only got text messages from my mother, or Tammy, or my new ghost friend. Annie had learned to text. I still had no idea how she did that. It was something I probably would never know.
    It was about time she showed up this morning. Where had she been?
    I read the text. Did you go to that house? Bad things happened there.
    Annie was just being nervous. Of course I’d heard the stories about the house, but I hadn’t let them stop me. She knew that I’d gone on the investigation with Brannon, but how did she know I’d gone back by myself?
    “Everything is fine, Annie,” I said, turning around to look at her.
    Annie wasn’t there. Where was she hiding? I glanced up toward the stacks. Sometimes she liked to sit up there or just hover by the ceiling. She wasn’t here either.
    “What did Annie say?” Tammy asked.
    I sighed. “I guess I should tell you what I was up to last night.”
    Tammy placed her hands on her hips. “I knew you were doing something you shouldn’t have.”
    “You know that old house out on Potter Road?” I asked.
    Her eyes widened. “I know the place. The one you went to with Brannon, right? It’s haunted and a witch used to live there. She placed a hex on anyone who came near.”
    “Yes, that’s the one.” I rubbed the cat’s head. “You don’t believe that silly story, do you?”
    Tammy leaned against the desk. “It’s not just a story. My aunt’s friend’s sister’s boyfriend went there, and the next day he was in the hospital with two broken legs.”
    “I thought he fell down the stairs at the bar?” I asked.
    “Yeah, but it was after he had been at that house.” She punctuated her sentence with a point of her finger. “So you went with Brannon for another investigation?”
    “Not exactly.” I picked at a scrap piece of