The sun would be setting in about twenty minutes, and they wanted to be securely inside before that happened. Kids started to come out of their homes, dressed as superheroes and princesses, ready to start trick-or-treating. A full moon on Halloween. Just what a ghost like him needed. He hated when the two of them fell on the same day because, more often than not, a group of kids would gain some courage and find a way to break in. Then Matt would have to hide. On occasion, he’d make a noise and try to spook them away. As long as people thought the place was haunted, they usually left him alone. Until Prescott had decided to be an ass about it and decided he wanted to tear the house down. His jaw clenched at the thought of the rat bastard. He’d tried to rape Jordan, and Matt was going to kill him. Slowly. “Stop growling. You’re scaring the children.” Jordan elbowed his side, and he kissed the top of her head. “It’s Halloween. They’re supposed to be scared.” “Yeah, but not by a guy walking around in plain clothes.”
