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He was a kid when He started seeing them. It was that evening that led his childhood into darkness. He was born this way—born with the unwanted ability to see what others only feared.
By twenty-one, he had turned his curse into a profession. A paranormal detective.
Sometimes it was unfinished business. Sometimes guilt. Sometimes rage. But there was always a reason. A pattern. A solution.
But since his last case he saw someone, Not a client. Not a ghost from the apartment.
A man standing across the street from Sean’s own building.
Still. Watching.
Sean blinked—and the figure vanished.
The next morning, he saw the same man reflected in the café window behind him. That night, the man stood at the end of his hallway. Not translucent. Not flickering.
Solid.
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