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Nightshade Cases

I’m an international, multiple award-winning author with a passion for the voices in my head. As a singer, songwriter, independent filmmaker and improv teacher and performer, my life has always been about creating and sharing what I create with others. Now that my dream to write for a living is a reality, with over a hundred titles in happy publication and no end in sight, I live in beautiful Prince Edward Island, Canada, with my giant cats, pug overlord and overlady and my Gypsy Vanner gelding, Fynn. When transsexual starlet Aisling is murdered, Detective Geraldine Meyers is assigned the case. With help from medical examiner Dr. Rachel Hunter, Gerri realizes this is no ordinary killing. While she might not want to call in over-eager anthropologist Dr. Kinsey DanAllart, the detective is forced to trust her friend's expertise in symbology, even though doing so means admitting "weird" things might be happening in Silver City. As the three friends unravel the mystery of the dancer's death, one thing is made absolutely apparent--something isn't right in their new hometown. And someone is doing everything they can to make sure the truth doesn't come out. In Silver City, sometimes friendship can be murder.

Patti Larsen · Realistic
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Chapter 132

INT. - GERRI'S CAR to ST. MARY'S UNDERCROFT - AFTERNOON

Gerri glanced sideways into Cici's bag, noting the massive amount of drugs she carried with her.

"I'm not letting him get away again," the therapist said, grim and determined. "You can't kill him, Gerri, Please. Just get me close enough and I'll take care of the rest."

No promises. Gerri drove too fast, broke as many laws as she dared, her siren blaring, light flashing from her dash and grille as she barreled her way from the suburbs downtown to the cathedral.

None of them spoke on the drive, Ray's silence and Cici's intensity only making Gerri nervous and she wished, as she pulled up outside the massive building, she'd come alone. But, there was no stopping the therapist or the medical examiner, the pair out of the car and running up the steps almost before Gerri had the thing in park.

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