the answer to Hamilton’s murder is more complicated than she had initially realized. And when Harper starts seeing his ghost in the form of a teenage Hamlet everywhere and slipping into hallucinations of his murder that end with blood on her hands, one thing becomes clear—in order to ...
Her steps faltered. “Maybe you can tell me about a good restaurant, and I can take you there as a thank you.” She swung toward him. Had he just asked her out? Surely not. “It would be a neighborly thing to do, wouldn’t it?” Chase continued. “Taking you out for a thank...