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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 · 现实
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Chapter 125

INT. - PHYLO'S BAR AND GRILLE - EVENING

Ray sipped at her wine, loving the burst of coffee and chocolate undertones that invaded her mouth with every mouthful. She raised her glass to the glowering redhead across from her, saluting, already a little tipsy and they'd only just arrived. "To Detective Meyers," she said. "Another case successfully solved." Ray finished off with a further drink. The bottle hadn't lasted long.

"So sad." Kinsey's delicate features pinched as she sighed, sorrow filled where she hunched over her martini. "Those poor boys."

Ray stared down into her wine, no longer feeling like celebrating. Why did she bother forcing these two to come out with her when they were just going to be downers?

"Something's not right." Gerri's beer was long empty, but she just stared at it like she didn't even see it, fingers tight around the dark brown glass. "I don't know what, but something."

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