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

EXT. - KINSEY'S APARTMENT to INT. - COLLECTIVE OFFICE - AFTERNOON


Kinsey parked in her usual spot, but her mind wasn't on the small rectangle she claimed as her own near the door to her condo complex. Instead, she only had focus for the tall, brooding redhead who perched on the top step to the front door, long legs stretched out in front of her. Kinsey slipped out of the convertible, the sound of the alarm arming beeping behind her as she tucked her laptop bag strap over her shoulder and approached Gerri with a measure of caution.


She hadn't seen her detective friend since they left the All Souls Collective the night before. And, from the rumpled look to the redhead, she hadn't gotten a wink of sleep since then. Kinsey set down her paper bag of groceries and joined Gerri on the step, knowing the other tenants would be likely calling the cops to report them loitering any minute now.


Kinsey just had to let her grandmother bully her into a high-priced condo complex.


Chapter 78