Good Will Ghost Hunting: Demon Seed [Good Will Ghost Hunting 1] (Siren Publishing Classic) Read Free Page A

last look at herself in the rearview mirror.
    Let’s do this.
    She took a deep, calming breath, got out, and locked the car. Ryan Ausar, the network VP who hired her, had warned her that Will Hellenboek ran a tight ship. She would literally be the odd man out with an uphill climb to get Hellenboek to warm up to her working on the show. Heck, if she could finesse her father, she could handle someone like Will Hellenboek. Ausar had promised she’d only have to work one year on the show. If she made it through that year, they’d promote her to a different show more to her liking.
    Sitting in Ausar’s office last Monday, Kal had felt like she was dreaming as he smiled at her, those neat green eyes of his barreling through any possible thoughts she had of refusing the job. He also had the coolest British accent. She loved his cologne. She’d have to find out what it was, buy some for her father.
    “I think you’re perfect for this assignment, love,” he’d said, gently touching her shoulder, his gaze holding her captive. “After this year is up, you and I shall sit down, right here. If you wish to change to a different show, I will give you your pick. I’ll even put it in writing, if you so desire. You’ve demonstrated a lot of initiative and talent. I wish to have someone like you working at gO! Network for the long term.”
    She didn’t push her luck, somehow sensing he wasn’t lying. Perhaps naive not to get it in writing, but weirdly enough, she trusted him. And gO! Network had already built a reputation for doing things differently than other networks.
    Kal considered it for the briefest of seconds. A chance to get her own show now, and then her pick of the network lineup in a year?
    Heavens, that was a deal she would willingly make.
     
    * * * *
     
    Will sat behind the bank of monitors, double-checking the feeds while Aidan wrangled the other crew and investigators. He preferred the technical aspects, content to let Aidan have the spotlight even though Aidan dragged him in front of the cameras more than he wanted. It amazed Will that the harder he tried to melt into the background and let Aidan be the stronger presence on the show, the more popular he himself became, some sort of weird paradox that left him scratching his head. It wasn’t quite sundown yet, so they couldn’t go dark. Aidan took the production crew and investigators on a preliminary tour of the building so they wouldn’t be stumbling around later. Some of the museum displays were very fragile, and Will preferred not having to explain damages to their insurance company.
    When Will had checked that all the feeds were active and the camera placements adequate, he leaned back and closed his eyes, tired to the very depths of his soul.
    How tired became clearly apparent when the woman’s voice startled him. He normally would have heard her footsteps and breathing, the slip yet another welcomed sign he was weakening.
    “Hi, I’m looking for Will Hellenboek.”
    He hoped he didn’t flinch too much. He opened his eyes and turned to face her. The sight made him suck in a deep breath before forcing it out again. Her beautiful, dusty-peridot-green gaze sliced through him. He briefly struggled to form coherent words.
    “Hi,” he finally managed. “This is a closed shoot, sorry.”
    She stepped forward. He wished she wouldn’t do that. He wanted to take her into his arms and—
    “The network sent me. I’m Kal Martin, your new producer.”
    Her words shocked him out of his transfixed stupor. “I’m sorry?”
    She held up her gO! Network photo ID that did in fact identify her as Kal Martin.
    Crap.
    Without taking his eyes off her, Will reached for a two-way. “Aidan, get your ass back to base.”
    “What’s wrong?”
    “Right. Freaking. Now.”
    A momentary pause followed. “On my way, boss.”
    Will set the radio on the table. “There’s been some misunderstanding. We expected a guy.”
    “Apparently.”
     
    * * * *
     
    Kal had been