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's boots carried her as fast as possible without her actually running down the hall of the morgue to the swinging doors. The panic in Kinsey's voice, the shaking, hasty and desperate message she left, garbled and only half-decipherable, sent ripples of fear through the detective and drove her to break a dozen traffic laws on her way from the 9th to the morgue.


Never mind she'd been in line to talk to the captain who seemed to be doing his best to dodge her the last few hours. She gave up her chance to corner him when she finally realized she had her phone on silent and missed the call.


By the time she slammed her wide shoulder against the entry and skidded inside, Gerri's hand was on her gun and she was ready for anything.


Chapter 141