Alexis cried it out on her garage floor, knowing Cyrus Lee would be back to collect what he said her father owed him. Blinded from pepper spray and too beaten to breathe, she swore the bastard would never see a dime. She called The Pride. I mean, every girl’s father leaves a dial-a-hero number tucked behind the Monet, right? She must have gotten the number wrong, because the hero is Nicholas Lee, Cyrus Lee’s son.
A hunky enforcer for a crime boss fleas to the peace of the Yorkshire Dales to escape the voices in his head. A shy, over-weight ghost whisperer might be the only one who can help him. But she has problems of her own, not the least of which is a gateway to the underworld at the bottom of her garden that has just released an invisible dragon to wreaking havoc on the area.