Walking Shadows 6: the Spirit Cop
“So if you’ve got a ghost, poltergeist or boogeyman, I’m your woman. You need the Spirit Cop. Just call one eight seven seven spirit zero. That’s one eight seven seven spirit zero. People don’t have the right to harass you and neither do spirits. That’s one eight seven seven spirit zero. Call now.”
Allison Finch looked across the sound booth. The technician swiped his hand across his neck.
“How did that sound?”
“It came through perfectly, Ms. Finch. We can add the music and have it ready for radio syndication all over town tonight.”
“Awesome. Just message me the final cut, I’ll approve it and we’ll be good to go.”
“Sounds good, ma’am.”
Alli still couldn’t quite get used to people calling her Ms. Finch or ma’am, but she couldn’t complain. It made her feel like maybe, just maybe, she had finally made it.
Now if my bank account would just agree…
She pulled out her iPhone and dialed the office number. Her receptionist picked up on the first ring.
“Peach, any calls?”
“No, Ms. Finch.”
All sighed. “All right. I have lunch with Marilyn planned for today. I’ll stop in to the office around two. Call if we get anything.”
