He was only looking for the perfect story to cement his fame. She was trying to break a curse…
He had to get his focus on track and the only way to do it was to find it where he'd lost it, in the Louisiana swamps over a story that wouldn't let him tell it. A story that meant success or failure. A story that had tried to kill him, more than once. A story that affected the marrow of his bones.
Denver and his time of faux ghost hunters are on the verge of breaking into television with their show. The perfect ghost story to propel them to fame and fortune brings them to the swamps of Louisiana.
From the moment Denver and his team step on the Franklin Mansion grounds, something isn't right. Something is different. The secrets of the mansion are darker and more foreboding than any of them expected. What if the curse is real? But that can't be. Ghosts and curses aren't real.
They've built their fame thus far on nothing but smoke and mirrors. This time is no different.
Or so he says.
