Read The Death Planner (Storage Ghost Murders Book 6) for Free Online Page A

disgust when Grace asked if Frankie had been downstairs
yet.
    “The
dirty stop-out hasn’t been home! He’s out with that hussy of a woman from the
jewellers! They only met yesterday.” Pearl tutted three times in a row. “I
don’t understand young people today. Why are they in such a rush? In my day,
we’d court for three months before we even thought of holding hands.” She
tutted again. “I blame the Internet. And video games.”
    Grace
checked her phone. “I haven’t heard anything from him since last night. Shall I
text him?”
    Pearl
moved away from the sink. “I’d disown him if I were you. Anyway, enough about
him, let’s talk about young Jenny. What have you found out about her? Anything
juicy?”
    Grace
moved towards the kettle. “Where is Jenny? What did you two do when I left you
last night?”
    Pearl
let out a small chuckle. “She sorted out those ghosts for me. She’s very good
at organising things. She made a list of everyone, and their problems, and then
sorted them out in order of importance. She told them all to be patient and,
for some reason, they listened to her.”
    Grace
filled the kettle up and then switched it on. “What problems are these ghosts
having? I’m sure I can help them.”
    Pearl
turned her face away from Grace and said, “Don’t give them a second thought,
they’re not your concern.”
    Grace
frowned. Pearl was hiding something. She knew better than to push her.
    “Good
morning!” Jenny appeared at her side causing Grace to drop the cup she was
holding. The cup landed on the carpet without breaking. “Sorry!” Jenny said
with a laugh. She hugged her clipboard to her chest and said, “It’s so good to
be working again! I’ve missed it. Pearl, is there anything else you want me to
do? Grace, how about you?”
    Grace
picked the cup up and looked at the happy expression on Jenny’s face. She felt
terrible about all the questions she had ready for her. Talking about her
murder was surely going to make her lose that smile.
    Grace
made herself a cup of tea and sat at the kitchen table. Pearl sat at her side,
tapped the table and said, “Sit yourself down, Jenny. We’ve got things to talk
about. Thanks for sorting those idiot ghosts out, they’ve been driving me mad
for weeks.”
    “Weeks?
Pearl, why didn’t you tell me …” Grace began.
    Pearl
held a hand up. “Now’s not the time, Grace.” Jenny’s smile faltered as she sat
at Grace’s other side. Pearl carried on, “Grace, tell us what you’ve found
out.”
    Grace
started with the details of Jenny’s death including the date. Jenny nodded
slowly and said, “I think it’s coming back to me now. But wait, you said 2010.
What year is it now?”
    “2015,”
Grace said.
    “Really?
Did I miss the Olympics?”
    “You
did. And a royal wedding, and two royal births,” Grace informed her.
    Jenny’s
smile had completely gone. “Oh. That’s so sad. Have I been in that storage unit
all this time? For five years? Why can’t I remember that?”
    Pearl
said softly, “Our minds protect us, don’t worry about your time in the unit. It
wasn’t time for you to appear to Grace until yesterday.”
    “Why
did I appear to Grace?”
    Pearl
explained, “I think that whoever murdered you is likely to murder again. If
Grace can find out who killed you then she might be able to prevent the next
murder.”
    Jenny’s
hands flew to her mouth. “Will it be someone I know? A friend?”
    Grace
picked that moment to mention the possible sister. She’d picked up the shop
laptop on the way through to the kitchen. She now opened it up and found the
image of Jenny and the woman who looked like her. She showed the image to Pearl
and Jenny.
    A
tear ran down Jenny’s face. “It’s Elsa, my younger sister.” More tears flowed.
“I’d forgotten about her. My only sister and I couldn’t remember a thing about
her! What does that say about me?”
    Pearl
patted Jenny on the arm. “This is how it works sometimes. Your