What do you do when three hot, possessive ghosts want to jump your bones? I'm Bree, and I see dead people. Not all dead people. Only those with unfinished business. They're everywhere - I'll be eating my breakfast and a poisoned heiress glares over my Cheerios, and I can't even enjoy the wilderness without being accosted by chattering ex-hikers who don't understand which mushrooms are edible. I've...