A story too secret, too terrifying—and too shockingly intimate—for Victorian eyes.
A note to the Editor
I have been Simon Feximal’s companion, assistant and chronicler for twenty years now, and during that time my Casebooks of Feximal the Ghost-Hunter have spread the reputation of this most accomplished of ghost-hunters far and wide.
You have asked me often for the tale of our first meeting, and how my association with Feximal came about. I have always declined, because it is a story too private to be truthfully recounted, and a memory too precious to be falsified. But none knows better than I that stories must be told.
So here is it, Henry, a full and accurate account of how I met Simon Feximal, which I shall leave with my solicitor to pass to you after my death.
I dare say it may not be quite what you expect.
It’s no secret I love MM regency period books. So when this came along I jumped at it, and I’m so glad I did.
Yes, it’s set in an era that I adore, but also so simply a unique story line I couldn’t put it down.
Robert has a problem, he’s inherited a house that is haunted. He calls upon a local ghost hunter, Simon to rid the home of the pest so he can try and sell it. Simply enough, right? Except not.
So this book is set up in several vignette’s about Simon and Robert and the exploits they get up to while following leads and ridding the country of evil.
The connection, both work and personal that these two share is wonderful and towards the end of the book started to remind me of another crime fighting due that I’ve always wanted to see have this kind of relationship, but never did, that we know of.
I really enjoyed the sub story inside the story, and how ultimately it lead to the union that they shared for so many years. I will be checking to see if these two have more cases out there.