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

Ray stood back, arms crossed over her chest over her white lab coat as Gerri gave Kinsey the once over.


"You're sure you're okay?" This was the third time since the detective and medical examiner raced to Kinsey's condo the redhead asked the slim blonde the same question.


"I'm fine." Kinsey seemed to try to shake off Gerri's attention physically, turning half away from the taller woman, facing the dead body on Ray's slab. The sort-of dead body, that was. Ray could only assume he'd wake up eventually, considering the giant exit wound in the side of his skull was closing over despite his lack of a heartbeat.


The other man? Not so much. He, she assured the detective, wouldn't rise again. Unless he was a true zombie. The putrid stench of his two-day-old decaying corpse was oddly soothing to the brunette. Reminded her of the normal, rational state of affairs when it came to death and dying.


Chapter 145