Chapter 157: The Wraith Takes Shape!

Aya Lambert blushed to the tips of her ears as Gordon Yale collapsed into her arms, the jolt from that collision still tingling through her. "Gordon, are you okay? Gordon!" She struggled to lift him, calling his name, but he didn't respond. Panic welled up inside her. With effort, she eased him onto the sofa. She patted his cheek, called again, but he lay limp and unresponsive. "Gordon, hang on. I'll get help." She turned toward the door. "No need. I'm just spent…" Gordon's fingers closed...