The Pauper's Crypt (Moving In, #5)

by Ron Ripley

didn’t want to have another heart attack. The next one, he was fairly certain, would put him in the ground. Jenny agreed. Nearly three months had

dealing with the violent dead was too stressful, he decided he wasn’t going to be a ghost hunter anymore. Which meant he wouldn’t dip his hands into Leo’s bank account anymore either. Brian needed to find a job that wouldn’t stress him out, and preferably one where he didn’t have to deal with many people. He and Jenny had talked it over, and when the superintendent job at Woods Cemetery

job as well. It was, for the most part, a one-man deal. Make sure the cemetery office was open Monday through Friday, seven to three. Saturday, eight to twelve. He also had to keep

whatever other work was required. Brian would be no more than a glorified custodian. It was perfe...

smiling at her. “Ready for your first day at work, babe?”

he stood up. “I’m ready.” He picked up his travel coffee mug off the side table, stuffed his copy of ‘Salem’s Lot into

slapped her on the behind as they went down the stairs. “Hey!” she said playfully. “You’re frisky this morning.” “Just excited about the new job,” Brian said, getting into the passenger seat of her car. She raised an eyebrow

drive, she glanced at him and asked, “What’s going to happen if there are ghosts wandering around the cemetery?”

holder. “Absolutely, positively going to ignore the hell out of them. They do not need to know I can see or speak with them. I am looking forward to a job filled with peace, quiet, and only living people to occasionally speak with.” Jenny smiled at him.