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.

Nightshade Cases

INT. - REVEREND STERLING'S MANSION - AFTERNOON


Mary answered her question before Sterling could stop her. Not that there was much he could say to refute it. Gerri already knew the answer. But her gut? It never led her wrong before.


"Reverend Sterling made sure Curtis worked with the demons," Mary said. "As a missionary, to befriend and assist those still possessed." Sure, that was the reason. Gerri turned to glare at the angry man while Mary went on. "He was the perfect one to do it, since he's been freed himself of the yoke of the devil."


But there was no guilt in him, just grief.


Gerri snarled to herself. Because the boy didn't think what he did was wrong. He was just sad he had to do it. She could have taken Sterling's throat out with her teeth, she was so furious. Instead, she got in the man's face and pressed a finger into his chest, gently, so he couldn't cry police brutality later.


Chapter 24