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. - RAY'S APARTMENT - AFTERNOON


Cici slipped out of Ray's apartment, dying inside. She'd bungled Gerri's visit badly, worried now the detective would start digging. What was wrong with her? She knew better, understood the bheast inside the redhead would never allow her to let this go. Gerri was a dog with a bone she needed to dig up and expose.


But the moment Gerri entered her office, Cici's heart plummeted to her stomach and all the stress of her assignment-and Simone Paris's influence-hit her as though she'd been struck with a baseball bat. She couldn't control the overreaction of anger, the spurt of bitterness. Not aimed at Gerri, though the redhead was an easy target.


At Mama Roan. And the vile woman who owned her soul.


Chapter 169