Resurrection in Mudbug (Ghost-in-Law Series)
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From New York Times and USA Today bestselling author, Jana DeLeon, RESURRECTION IN MUDBUG, aka The Return of Helena Henry! Just when you thought it was safe to go back into the bayou… Jadyn St. James is excited to start her job as game warden in Mudbug, Louisiana, and hopes it is the beginning of a new and improved life. She expected to run across any number of odd occurrences in the small bayou town, but she never thought her life would be in danger within a matter of days. And that’s not even the worst thing. Helena Henry was hell on wheels—both alive and dead—when she resided in Mudbug, and a year in heaven hasn’t improved her one bit. Now, she’s back and has brought trouble with her. When it becomes apparent that a major crime is occurring in Mudbug, Colt Bertrand is more than frustrated to be saddled with an inexperienced game warden, especially one who looks like Jadyn. But it soon becomes apparent that they need to put their differences aside if they expect to solve the crime, and more importantly, stay alive.
feel bad for Junior. After all, it wasn’t his fault his mom had turned out to be a husband-stealing slut. His obvious anger issues with women made a lot more sense now. “Yeah, it was one of the shittiest things I ever seen, and I seen a lot of shitty things.” Suddenly, the guilt that had been pushed aside came creeping in, reminding Jadyn that she was a law enforcement officer, even if her authority didn’t extend to the bar. “Maybe I shouldn’t have said anything,” she said. “It would have
could end at that moment. When she’d chosen her profession, she’d known that it came with risks, but she’d never imagined the risks would be this great and certainly not occurring in such a short span of time. The job in Mudbug had seemed the perfect solution. Never would she have believed such horrible things could happen in this tiny, seemingly quiet town. She’d had other opportunities, but she’d taken the one she thought was the best fit. The one that gave her the opportunity to know Maryse,
enough. If you have two lanterns you can spare, that would be great.” “Don’t know as I can spare ’em, but if you don’t bring ’em back, I guess I know where to find you.” As Colt slipped the Monroe crypt key off the ring, Earl opened a coat closet in the living room and pulled out two lanterns. “I keep ’em filled.” “Thanks.” Colt took the lanterns and headed out the door. “You can stay here if you’re not okay with this,” he said as he handed her a lantern. “Stay here with the Crypt Keeper?
hit on you is personal. Without Ahmad in charge, the hit will likely go away.” My mind began to whirl again. “But that could be weeks…months. You can’t expect me to live in the middle of a swamp for that long. What in the world would I do? They probably don’t even have cable television. Is there electricity? Oh my God, isn’t that where they filmed Deliverance?” Morrow shot me a dirty look. “You’ve spent days crawling through the desert with only a rifle and a bottle of water. Don’t tell me a
desk. “You wouldn’t dressed like that,” Maryse said and waved her hands at Helena’s disturbing lack of clothes that currently consisted of boy shorts, pasties, and thigh-high boots. Mildred glanced over at the ghost and quickly looked away. Apparently, her breakfast hadn’t settled enough to take in Helena in full view. Maryse couldn’t blame her. She’d spit an entire mouthful of coffee on her new living room rug when Helena had walked through the wall that morning. “You need to apologize to