Until now!

Ready to hit the release button, somehow he pushes a little too hard a little too early. He sends the powerful deadly missile on its way. Dropping at 32 feet per second/per second, within a very short time, the bomb hits the dense marshy area and explodes. An immeasurable amount of Sound water lifts whatever debris it contains high into the air. With it was a—what was it—a clod of marsh grass? the roots of a dead tree? perhaps a large fish or a mammal of some kind?

It couldn't possibly be a corpse; not out here at this distance from the North Carolina shore. In Ghostly Summons, the story jumps quickly to introduce Lars Kelsen, a man troubled with rare hallucinations. With some therapy, Lars has learned to deal with most of them. Yet, he often has premonitions when a visitor would appear.

Normally, he could distinguish real people from the make-believe characters that sometimes haunted him. As he arrives at his work cubicle, suddenly, “A feeling tugged at his consciousness and he turned before he realized it, knowing as he did so what he’d see.”  To his utter disbelief, he spies a visitor—a naked woman sitting in an extra chair not far from his desk.

As Ghostly Summons quickly moves on; Lars discovers that this exposed woman looks so real that he questions his reasoning. But then, he always questions his judgment. He always worries about insanity. And to his horror, what intrigued him most of all was the fact that the nude before him sat—staring—staring—saying nothing as if “the last remaining glint of life had been snuffed from her eyes. The gaze of the dead.”

As quickly as she materialized, she vanished. Lars is convinced he saw traces of muck and seaweed draped over this ghostly figure, but when he walks over to examine her empty chair, it's dry—damn clean; not a trace of sand. It had been years since he worked as an investigative reporter, but from past experience, one memory of this corpse's torso stood out in his mind: a scar—a small wound—a tiny deadly entrance hole in the direct center of her bloated left breast.

Shock overwhelms him. He cannot rest physically or mentally. He is almost certain the tiny scar was a bullet wound. Who was this woman? Where did she come from? Why did her spirit visit him? She obviously wanted something. His detective skills? If she had been murdered, was she a personal Ghostly Summons?

Here, I will leave a fascinating bizarre murder story that seems to deal with the paranormal. Are they imagined or does Lars actually witness these bizarre ghostly apparitions? If you are looking for a well written tale where reality becomes questionable when a visitor refuses to leave Lars alone, read Ghostly Summons.

This book will grab you from its inception. Of course Lars becomes determined to solve this mystery, but at what cost to his own sanity? And what connection is there with the misguided bomb near the Outer Banks? Get Ghostly Summons to keep you up each night!   It's a good story!

Lars attempts to forget the incident as he had forgotten similar apparitions in past years. Yet, he appears to accidentally step on small clues in his path, as if stepping on cracks in the sidewalk. He becomes so curious that he starts to follow them—better said, the clues seem to yank him into a nightmarish web.

At near top speed, a sleek Warthog fighter-bomber slices the atmosphere on a “harmless” practice bombing mission. Its pilot eyes with anticipation the upcoming marshy area near  Pamlico and Croatan Sounds. That’s precisely where he would drop his large explosive. He has always been a top-notch flier and prided himself on his target accuracy.