Grave Robber

An Urban Fantasy Series

I see dead people… Well, more accurately, I rob dead people.

It’s a plush gig, really. I mean, what’s the point of being the only one who can see and talk to the dead if I don’t use those gifts for the greater good? And by greater good, I mean keeping food and drink in my belly and a roof over my head… Plus, it’s not like the dead have any use for their former possessions. The way I see it, I’m providing a necessary service. Of course… the authorities don’t seem to see it the way I do.

But things have a way of snowballing, don’t they? One minute I’m happily burgling my way through the apartments of New Alcott’s recently deceased, and the next I’m on the hook for making them, uh, deceased.

A burglary rap is one thing, but murder… that carries a price far greater than I’m willing to pay. That’s especially true when the authorities, the real authorities, aren’t the type to put you in a cell and toss away the key. They’re the kind to lop off your head.

So, now I've got to figure out a way to clear my name while under the thumb of some shadowy paranormal police and with an active murderer who has me in his sights.