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's gloved hands pulled back the sheet from her third autopsy of the night. As with the first two, her body ran on autopilot, mind just not in the game. If her assistant, Robert, noticed, he wasn't saying a word, though she did catch the occasional worried look from him and, once, saw him correcting her notations.


She tried to shake off her distraction, but it was hard this far into her third shift in a row. That wanker Druit called in sick, likely hung over so badly he couldn't stand up, let alone do an autopsy. Ray might have been tired and distracted, but she was still a better medical examiner than that idiot.


He knew she'd reported him, though nothing had come of it. Retaliation was likely, not that she cared. She was so tired by now, on her bazillionth cup of coffee, she couldn't care less if she was the one who was fired. Anything to get some sleep.


Chapter 232