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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 159

EXT. - THE DESERT - NIGHT

Ray sat in the back of Foster's car, her ear aching slightly from the small device Gerri gave her, wanting to hold Kinsey's hand as the blonde stared out into the dark through the window, stiff and silent.

The car was carefully hidden, far enough away from the location Jordan chose to lure the three interested parties close to him for her safety and Kinsey's, but still out of line of sight.

Ray wasn't sure how long she'd be able to keep the anthropologist from bolting out into the desert. Right on cue, Gerri squawked in her ear, making the brunette jump.

"He's in position," the detective said. "Mic should be live."

"Very much alive," Jordan's voice came over the earwig link. Kinsey's head turned at last, pinched face unhappy. Even more unhappy than she'd been when Gerri told her to stay in the car, slipping into the dark night with Foster to observe Jordan's unfolding plan and nab him if he tried to pull a fast one. "Thanks for asking."

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