Strength of Spirit

My name was Velvet Moon. Guess it still is. I never had an interesting life. It was ok, just not interesting.
Now my death is another story.
Momma and I had no idea the day Wren Easton came into our shop would change our lives so much, or that he would involve us in his job with the government.
Did I mention he was like a Ghostbuster 007? Interesting job.
Solving my murder, protecting my mother, and stopping evil from taking over the world. Easy, right? In a world that is new, as a ghost I must succeed.
Why not? I have nothing better to do.