Tuesday, October 17, 2023

“The Broken Chain: The Ravenwood Hauntings Book 2”

“The Broken Chain: The Ravenwood Hauntings Book 2”
It’s ten days before Halloween. For Tamika Little, 11, her dreams recall a horrific incident at the hands of an abuser. “A long, slimy tongue slithered out of its fang-infested mouth and slid across her face, leaving a trail of saliva in its wake.”

But though Tamika, in an unnamed city somewhere near “California State University,” awakens to a world like our own, it is a world where ghosts are a thing, and where Tamika, her soon-to-be older sister Serena Ravenwood, her boyfriend Luis Chavez (who can see ghosts), and, unexpectedly, the bully Butch Rodgers (who can see human auras) must band together to stop a string of murders.

Prolific Chico writer N.J. Hanson continues the horror, first told in “An Empty Swing,” with “The Broken Chain: The Ravenwood Hauntings Book 2” ($12.95 in paperback from Ink Drop Press; also for Amazon Kindle). As the events hurtle toward October 31, Hanson’s sure hand guides readers into the lives of the main characters and their interconnections.

On a dark roadway leading out of town, a Buick LaCrosse stops and Trisha Silverton, 18, tries to get away from the unnamed abuse from her three “friends,” Joey, Tony, and Samantha, but it’s too late. When Tony bashes her head repeatedly against the pavement, killing her, haughty Sam takes her opal necklace and purse to make it look like a robbery, and they all speed off.

But Trisha’s ghost is not pleased; the necklace is imbued with murderous energy to exact revenge, no matter who stands in its way. Tamika’s mother is taken over by the necklace to wreak the executions, and psychic Morgana tells the teenagers they must find the ghost behind the killings after four murders in three days.

“The pendant's fluorescent green, white, and blue opal stone glistened in the moonlight that fell through the window. The chain started to move. At first, it was just a small twitch, a few links of the chain, then it began to crawl. The necklace crept along the floor, slithering like a snake under the door and down the hall.” 

A string of murders, and murders by a string. Beware the jewelry box.