Josh Aterovis

I stared at Chris while trying to decide what to say. She'd caught me off guard by demanding the whole story. After a few minutes of silence and internal debate, I made up my mind. If she was going to be my partner in this investigation — and I really hoped she would be since it seemed we worked well together — then she had a right to know the truth. All of it. Especially if I had another one of my "psychic friends" moments in front of her. She needed to be prepared. If she couldn't ha

Hmm...perhaps it isn't too much of a spoiler to confirm that there is, indeed, a link between Killian's two cases...

It's coming...just not in this book... LOL A red herring? In my books?

So would you say the key is...wait for it...key to the investigation?

Chris is a smart one... She doesn't miss much.

What had just happened? Had I somehow experienced Paul’s attack? Were my gifts manifesting again? The thought that I might have actually felt Paul dying — not just imagined it, but physically and viscerally felt it — made my stomach churn. But to what end? The police had already determined he’d been strangled. I didn’t need a front-row seat in some psychic horror show to confirm that. So what was the point? What was I supposed to learn from this...replay? Maybe nothing. Maybe

Many questions...but the answers will come in time.

It's early days just yet...there's plenty of time for guesses. And red herrings...

To be fair, my work on this is finished, aside from uploading the chapters. It's all on you guys now...

Just the first?? I must be slipping...

I froze where I was and slowly raised my hands. This was definitely not good. Getting caught was not part of my plan. Assuming I survived long enough, Chris and I were clearly going to have to work out a better way for her to warn me. As my eyes adjusted to the light, I began to get a better look at my assailant. To my surprise, they turned out to be a small, slender Asian woman with long, glossy, black hair. And in her hands was a deadly-looking pistol, aimed directly at my chest.

Who? Me? Hiding something? Never! 😉 To be fair, you'll know all by the end of the book...

I love that photo! The Little Rascals?

All will be explained in the next chapter, out tomorrow!