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390 pages, Paperback
First published August 29, 2013
“Thanks for that,� George said, “I thought they were my best feature�.
“They are—that’s the tragedy of it.�
“Lovely summer evening, it was. She stood astride the crenulations, skirt flapping, silhouetted against a blood-red sky, while the servants tried to coax her back in with tea and seed cake. No good, of course.�
“What?� I said. “Saw what? Nothing happened.�
“Precisely. Where was HIS slap around the chops? Where was his firm shaking? There’re double standards at work here.�
"My view is: with you and
George on my team, nothing can stand in our way."
"Okay," I hurried on. "But why me?"
"You're a girl," Lockwood called. "Aren't you supposed to be more sensitive?"
"To emotions, yes. To nuances of human behavior. Not necessarily to secret passages in a wall."
"Oh, it's much the same thing."
“Of the first few hauntings I investigated with Lockwood & Co. I intend to say little, in part to protect the identity of the victims, in part because of the gruesome nature of the incidents, but mainly because, in a variety of ingenious ways, we succeeded in messing them all up.�