The woman before them was wearing something that resembled a qipao.
But it was likely so old that the fabric had darkened, its original appearance lost.
The woman seemed deaf to Jane Sterling's scolding. Her eyes were fixed on Jasper Thorne, and her jaw began to make a CLICKING sound.
Jane Sterling actually stepped out from behind Drew Thorne to stand before the others.
"Listen, you ghost! If you've got a score to settle, go after the person responsible. Tell us what you want. Maybe we can help you. But you can't just squat in someone else's house and refuse to leave. That's just not right. Even ghosts have to have some manners!"
By now, Jane Sterling had grown accustomed to the woman's face, and her courage had grown a little.
"Hayden Vance... Hayden Vance..."
The woman struggled to form the syllables, but Jane Sterling read something in her vacant eyes.
'Hayden Vance?'
Jane Sterling was baffled. She turned to look at Drew Thorne and Jasper Thorne.
