Telepathic private investigator Quentin Q. Quasar and his partner Nate Braddock are back. They accidentally stumble on a series of kidnapping/murders, and begin to investigate. Eventually, the kidnappers snatch a young man from an Interstate rest area, and Quentin and Nate hear his telepathic cry for help. Armed with that information, they contact their friend George Martin at the sheriff’s office, and manage to catch the kidnappers before they’ve killed the victim. The intended victim was on his way to Orlando to join his boyfriend -- also a telepath -- who’d recently moved there to take a job.<br><br>Meanwhile, Nate’s grandparents fly into Jacksonville from Chattanooga, so Quentin and Nate can drive them to a hospital in Ocala. Nate’s mother has been in a state prison for women located near Ocala, and has been diagnosed with terminal cancer. At the end of a series of hospital visits they encounter and capture the leader of the cult that Nate’s mother and stepfather belonged to. The cult leader and his wife, both of whom had jumped bail before their trials, had just administered poison to Nate’s mother, to keep her from making any sort of deathbed confession about the cult and its activities.

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“Thanks, Grandma. By the way, did the doctor call?”


“Yes, he did,” she said. “He called while he was making his morning rounds.”


“Did you learn anything from him?” Nate said.


“Nothing we didn’t already know,” she said. “He merely confirmed what the nurses told us.”


They ate in silence for several minutes, until Mr. Wilson said, “Did you say you were going to be working on a divorce case today, Quentin?”


“Yes, Sir,” Quentin said. “Divorce work is my least favorite thing to do, but it’s the bread and butter of any private investigator’s business.”


“Sounds like you don’t enjoy your work,” Mr. Wilson said.


“I’m good at what I do, and I enjoy most of it. On the other hand, I don’t enjoy that particular aspect of my job,” Quentin said. “Following people around, hoping to catch them in flagrante delictoisn’t my idea of fun, but it pays the bills during the dry spells between the interesting jobs.”


“Tell us about one of the interesting ones,” Mrs. Wilson said.


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