Like a Ghost I'm Gonna Haunt You
by Curtis C. Chen
I really shouldn't have taken any of it personally.
"Is this accurate?" the insurance adjuster asked. "Thirteen different protection and concealment spells for a single building?"
"It's a battered women's shelter," I said. "They've already contracted a new sorcerer to renew the enchantments."
The man in the gray flannel robes didn't respect Hazel's memory. He made that clear with every dismissive motion while sorting through the mystical artifacts in her office, and every sneer of his lip while examining her spell ledger. He was only here to do a job, and my purpose as the late sorcerer's former apprentice was to assist him.
He peered over the round spectacles perched on his nose. "Perhaps I should come back after you've had a chance to update this ledger."
"Let's just finish reviewing it together." I wanted to get this over with. "It'll be faster this way. You don't want to make another trip all the way out here."
"Certainly not," he muttered. It had taken the insurance company nearly a month to send someone to our little town in the wilds of western Massachusetts. "What's this entry? Ruby?"
My heart skipped a beat.