And I really love Jess’ POV because her emotions are just a mess. Years ago she grieved her husband, but got up and made a life for herself.
I mean, I was warned. I was warned more than once and I thought I was prepared.
I thought wrong.
When all hell literally breaks loose in Toronto and superstrength ghosts are unleashed on Wes and his friends, he and Hudson are thrown into a case unlike any they’ve seen before.
It’s so rough but so poetic at the same time.
It’s one of those stories you end up really feeling with and cheering for the characters – and not just for them to get their heads out of their asses for fucks sake!