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. to INT. - DESERT'S EDGE MOTEL - NIGHT


Gerri was almost to her car, fury raging inside her, feet hitting the ground so hard her knees and hips began to ache when her phone rang. Snarling, she jerked it free of her pocket, thumb mashing on the green answer square. "Meyers."


"Sunshine." Jackson's irritating voice only made her mood worse. She hadn't meant to fight with Kinsey. She really intended just to make her see reason. And fuck, she'd left the file behind.


"What." Gerri spun, indecision tearing at her. She needed that file back. The captain would kick her ass. But she just couldn't face Kinsey right now. She was terrified her friend was right.


No. Forget that shit. She was not a freak.


"Not sure who pissed you off," her partner said like he was happy to hear she was in a bad mood, "but we have a job to do."


Chapter 94