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

One hour later, Gerri stood on the sidewalk outside the Sonnicker house, staring up at the empty shell that used to be home to a happy family. Or not. For all she knew, the Sonnickers hated each other. But, one thing was certain. All three were dead. And she was no closer to finding the killer than when she first came here.


Only this morning. Gerri rubbed her face with both hands. Damn, had it really only been this morning?


"Yoo hoo! Detective?" Gerri turned around, bit back a sigh as Mrs. Brampson waved from her front porch across the street. Chest clenched against the need to hurt someone and hoping she could avoid aiming that irritation at the old lady, Gerri crossed to the other side and up to the Brampson's step.


Chapter 73