What the Dead Know (Into Shadow, #4)
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They didn’t think she was Black, but she might have been Native, and God forbid they treat her as a white woman.
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Maryse’s skin crawled at being so close to this dead woman, because she was dead, had been dead, would always be dead, and oh, how she smiled.
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She was dead, and Maryse had finally learned, after five years as a medium, what the dead spoke of. Hate. Pain. Cold. Dead. Always dead. Dead forever.