monitor spirit world

"You're going to have to give me the story on him sometime. Have you come any closer to working out what's going on with the ghosts? Did you look into the seasonal angle?"
I sighed, closing my eyes. "No, and yes. I still can't figure why the ghosts seem to be freaking out all at once - and we haven't been able to get any of them to hold still long enough for me to get a good look at them. I've got a new recipe to try out tonight - maybe that will do it. But Bob is sure it isn't a Halloweeny kind of problem. I mean, we didn't have any ghosts last year. "
"No. We had werewolves. "
"Different situation entirely," I said. "I've got Bob working overtime to keep an eye on the spirit world for any more activity. If anything else is about to jump, we'll know it. "

Grave Peril Chapter 3, Page 25


"Thank the stars," Bob said. "You said you wanted to know if I found out anything else ghostly going on. "
"Yeah, yeah, go ahead. "
The radio hissed and crackled with static - spiritual interference, not physical. The radio wasn't set up to receive AM/FM any more. Bob's voice was garbled, but I could understand it. "My contact came through. Cook County Hospital, tonight. Someone's stirred up Agatha Hagglethorn. This is a bad one, Harry. She is one mean old biddy. "
Bob gave me the rundown on Agatha Hagglethorn's grisly and tragic death, and her most likely target at the hospital. I glanced down at my bare left wrist, and abruptly felt naked. "All right," I said. "I'm on it. Thanks, Bob. "

Grave Peril Chapter 4, Page 37