Synopsis
Paranormal
investigator Sullivan Wilde and clairvoyant Olivia Emerson make it back to New
York without killing one another, and are now joined at the hip for better or
for worse. Back home again, Sullivan’s deep ingrained inability to make a
commitment causes friction between them, almost driving Olivia to the breaking
point. Sullivan’s young daughter Sabrina offers invaluable insights, while Olivia struggles to make their
relationship work.
Fellow
investigators Kelly and Hudson Hayze, a brother and sister duo, along with
their producer Arnav Bhandari, make up the rest of the Soul Scavengers family.
The team members are excited to meet Olivia, and make no apologies for
torturing their cranky colleague over the sins of his past, latching onto his
obvious attraction to the fresh-faced
clairvoyant.
When the Soul
Scavengers team find themselves called to a mysterious mansion in rural
Illinois, they get a little more than they bargained for. Ghostly giggles,
squeaky, bouncing beds, clinking champagne glasses and whispers of sweet
nothings make it difficult for the team to concentrate, let alone proceed with
their investigation. A hundred
twenty-five year old love triangle threatens to expose a long-forgotten
secret when the ghost of a heartbroken young paramour attempts to shed light on
the mansion’s dark history.
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Olivia shook his hand. “I’m happy to meet you Arnie. Thank you
again for giving me a chance to work with you and everyone here on the show.
You have no idea how much I appreciate that.”
“Don’t thank me.” Arnav cast a playful, knowing eye over to
Sullivan. “Thank Sully. He’s the one who agreed to work with a medium and not
leave her tied up and gagged in the frozen tundra this time. I made him promise
to be nice to you, baby girl.”
“Really? I would never have
guessed Sullivan had a problem with mediums!” Olivia replied with a healthy
amount of sarcasm, and folded her arms over her chest. “Arnie, the man is lucky
he’s able to walk. I wanted to gut him within thirty seconds of him opening his
mouth, and many, many times after that.”
“He was nice to you, wasn’t he? If he was a
tyrannical brute, you can tell me and I’ll have him punished, flogged, or put
on the rack, or something of that flavour, dear.”
Olivia couldn’t help the giggle. “He behaved.
After I threatened to turn him into a toad.”
“He’s already a toad.” Hudson broke in, rolling his eyes. “A
horny toad.”
Sullivan groaned his displeasure. “You people are ridiculous,”
he muttered, shaking his head. Olivia gave him a gentle elbow to remind
Sullivan of his manners.
“Be that at it may, I’m glad you survived the week with our
delightful Mister Wilde.” Arnav winked at her. “I know how you feel, sweet pea.
The old fella’s got a bit of a temper, and he has this undeniable way with
people, doesn’t he?” He gave Sullivan a good-natured slap on the shoulder.
“He’s a real people person. A gem of a guy! Underneath all that bluster and
self- exaggerated hype, Sully’s one of the nicest guys I know. He’d give you
the shirt off his back if you needed it. My guess is there’s no end to his
generous nature. There really is a sensitive human being
there, no matter how many layers of rock-solid bastard he hides it
under.”
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Author
I'm Lisagh, and I've been writing since I was
a kid. My imagination knows no bounds, I've been told. I wasn't sure that was a
good thing or not at the time. Turns out, it WAS a good
thing. I grew up in and around Vancouver, Canada, and have a fetish for snow. Winter is my season. Being born in the dead of it has something to do with that, I figure.
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