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

Gerri handed over a cup of steaming coffee to the rigid-backed man while his wife clung to the handsome kid between them. It didn't take her long to realize the boy had some kind of disability. Though he appeared perfectly normal and healthy, his inability to meet her gaze and the steady, rhythmic rocking of his upper body as he sat staring at the wall told her he was likely autistic.


"Curtis has Asperger's syndrome," his mother said when Gerri asked. "While his symptoms are usually mild, he's made excellent progress the last year or so since he started working with Father Harry." She choked on the words, her distress turned toward her husband whose scowl was befitting her own father, retired police Sargent Dutch Meyers. So, either cop or military. She guessed Army, or more likely a Marine with a careful crew cut like his, when Gordon Truman spoke.


Chapter 119