Her words died as she stopped ahead of the man. He wore old, tattered clothes that looked at least a hundred years old. Weeds grew high around his legs, their tips white with frost. And his face…
He didn’t have a face. The space between his temples and his chin had been carved away, hollowed out, as though it had been hacked at with an axe. No eyes, no mouth, just a gaping hole that extended deep into his head. Keira swallowed and abruptly looked away. She felt as though if she stared into that pit of flesh for too long, she would be in danger of falling into the chasm.

Homeless, hunted, and desperate to escape a bitter storm, Keira takes refuge in an abandoned groundskeeper’s cottage. Her new home is tucked away at the edge of a cemetery, surrounded on all sides by gravestones: some recent, some hundreds of years old, all suffering from neglect.

And in the darkness, she can hear the unquiet dead whispering.

The cemetery is alive with faint, spectral shapes, led by a woman who died before her time… and Keira, the only person who can see her, has become her new target. Determined to help put the ghost to rest, Keira digs into the spirit’s past life with the help of unlikely new friends, and discovers a history of deception, ill-fated love, and murder.

But the past is not as simple as it seems, and Keira’s time is running out. Tangled in a dangerous web, she has to find a way to free the spirit… even if it means offering her own life in return.

  She died more than forty years ago. If the police didn’t catch the killer back then, what chance do I have of piecing together clues now? Everything will either be eroded by time or held at a police station. And there’s the very real chance that the killer might already be dead. Forty years is a long time.

It’s definitely a long time to solve a murder. There’s love, there’s a child, there’s murder and hidden family secrets. The heroine has amnesia and is on the run from someone. There’s a handsome town doctor tending to her and a boisterous lady helping her when she’s not holding shop. It’s a very light read if you can call it so about a woman who can see dead people and is set to find why they are still lingering. Unlike Constantine, she is not looking to banish them to the nether realm, she’s more into intuitively discovering secrets people hold.

  It must be nice to feel like you belong somewhere. That you’re not inconveniencing other people or taking things you don’t deserve.

Easy book to pick up, too bad it’s part of a series so now I’ll never know who sat next to Keira in an unmarked tomb 🙂