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“Come ... come to the Oregon Coast.”

Lulu Bean’s heart raced. Her breath came in short gasps as she gripped the telephone receiver. She couldn’t believe she was speaking with this man.

In the kitchen of Mystic Muffins Bakery, Lulu leaned her hefty frame against the counter. Unmindful of her sticky fingers, gooey with sweet maple icing, she blindly slid them across customer order forms and business invoices. She was dizzy, only conscious of the words which echoed in her head. Bernard’s voice, so hypnotic. Mesmerizing.

“Stay at The Gull Cottage Motel, and wait for me to contact you.”

Bernard continued to speak. Electrified, Lulu listened to the urgency in his voice. He spoke of strange things happening. Of everything being at stake. But there was something more. There was a sense of determination in his voice.

“What’s going on? Why are you asking me to come?”

“I’ve called specific people who I want to be part of a team. You’ll get the details when you arrive.”

There was no question whether Lulu would go. She didn’t dare quarrel with a ghost.