I first came across the writing of Linda Welch early in 2009 when I reviewed her first book in the Whisperings series, Along Came a Demon (review 70). I knew of Linda from the Lulu forums and that is one of the reasons I chose to review her book when it was posted on the Pick Me tab. I was very happy to have read the first book, and jumped at the chance to read and review the second book in the series, The Demon Hunters, as soon as Linda made it available to us (review 105). Since that time, Linda and I have become regular correspondents and critique partners for each other, and Linda has graciously reviewed a few books for LL Book review as well. I am very fortunate to call this talented woman my friend, and had the pleasure of meeting her this year on my vacation.

A few months ago, Linda’s Whisperings series took off in Kindle sales and her books were number 1 & 2 respectively in their category. I couldn’t have been more thrilled for her, or so I thought. The week following their rise to number 1, she received an email that she flipped to me to get my take on it. The email just happened to be from Robert Gottlieb of Trident Media Group (number one agency in sales since 2004 by Publisher’s Marketplace) enquiring whether she had representation for her Whispering novels and whether she would be interested in growing her business in the US and abroad. After I finished dancing on the ceiling on her behalf and doing a quick round of research, checking Publisher’s Marketplace, Preditors and Editors, and other sources looking for what the feedback was about Trident and Robert Gottlieb specifically, I sent back my response advising her to express interest. NOW!!

After discussing how Trident would be able to help Linda potentially increase her sales, Linda sent both of her current books, Along Came a Demon and The Demon Hunters to Robert, and he provided some inital editorial feedback. Over the past couple months, Linda and Robert have been working out the details of their agreement. Linda did seek out the assistance of a literary attorney to review the agency contract, which is always a good idea. A reputable agency will recommend you have someone look over the agreement, which Trident did. Once the minor changes to the contract were agreed upon and changed, Linda signed and with a few deep breaths, sent the contract back to the agency. So it is official, Linda Welch is now represented by Robert Gottlieb of Trident Media Group.

As happy as I am for Linda, and I truly don’t know who has sounded more excited about this venture…I think it might be me, the more exciting aspect to garner from this is that one of the major New York agencies is actively looking for talent amidst the self-published pool based on sales. And if a respected CEO and agent like Robert Gottlieb is taking the time to watch the Amazon sales rankings to scoop up talent, then will it be long before more and more agencies are doing the same?

If you want to pick up a copy of the books which earned her the deal, you’d better check Amazon.com fast, as they will soon disappear for awhile. Oh, and the reason we don’t have a picture of the smiling author is that such a thing does not exist on the web. The closest we can get is a picture of Tiff Banks, her main character from the Whisperings series.

CONGRATULATIONS LINDA!!!

Linda was invited by none other than Jacqueline Lichtenberg, an acclaimed author of science fiction romance, to guest blog on Alien Romances, A by-invitation group blog for busy authors of SFR, Futuristic, or Paranormal romances in which at least one protagonist is an alien, or of alien ancestry. Linda was thrilled by the honor of being asked to guest blog, but then when the post was published, she was amazed to find the flattering introduction written by Jacqueline Lichtenberg. In the intro, Ms. Lichtenberg states: “Linda Welch is a byline to memorize. Linda Welch is a terrific writer. And what’s more, Linda Welch is definitely on our wavelength with Alien Romance.” These are only a few of the complimentary things Ms. Lichtenberg had to say about paranormal mystery writer, Linda Welch. To read the entire article, including Linda’s post on Is That Really You? in which she discusses the confusion between her avatar (pictured above) which is of her main character, Tiff Banks, and Linda herself, click here.

The blog post itself is definitely worth a read as well, because Linda delivers in her own quirky fashion some amusing anecdotes of the confusion. My favorite phrase? “Is that really your butt?” followed by: “I find it very relaxing.” Congratulations to Linda for receiving such high and well-deserved compliments on her writing.

Review by guest reviewer and author Linda Welch.

Tightening the Knot by Amanda Hamm is all about relationships: Meredith’s relationship with her husband Greg, her sibling, her in-laws, her friends and to a lesser degree her co-workers and students. We know from the book’s blurb that Greg and Meredith go to a Tightening the Knot seminar but they don’t arrive there until Chapter 22. Until then, have fun getting to know Meredith and a whole cast of characters complete with their little quirks.

Meredith and Greg have been trying to have a baby for two years. When Meredith asks Greg to take a fertility test and he refuses, things start to go downhill. Meredith is at the point of signing papers to start divorce proceedings when she decides to give the marriage another chance. Being Meredith, she must be the instigator, the controlling force in the reconciliation, but she is so occupied with agonizing over Greg’s reaction to anything she might say she doesn’t get around to making that first move.

I remember one of those emails which went around years ago. After a date, a woman spends the rest of the night dissecting every aspect of the date and everything said. That woman surely is Meredith and being inside her mind and over-active imagination while she obsesses and agonizes is for me one of the best aspects of the story:

She spent the entire ride to work neurotically obsessing over this simple phrase. Did he realize he hadn’t given her so much as a “goodbye” in the morning for quite some time? Was that why he said it? Could there be even the slightest chance that he also wanted to prove they didn’t need his mother in the room to have a conversation? Then again, “Have a nice day” was hardly a conversation. It could have been a reflex. The odds of it having been a reflex actually seemed greater than the odds he had suffered over not saying anything the first time she left the house. How Meredith wished he had suffered over it. Not really suffered of course, but just agonized a little over it, like she would have.

Meredith interacts with a pregnant friend who is a reminder of what Meredith herself wants but cannot have, another friend who wants nothing more than to get married and have babies and a mother-in-law who drops enormous hints about her desire for a grandchild. Add an escapee pet, annoying students and their cantankerous parents and other personalities to the mix and you have to admire Meredith’s outward appearance of cool while she inwardly deliberates ways to save her marriage.

When the right words won’t come, Meredith resorts to other methods of letting Greg know she wants to heal the wound:

When he noticed her brushing her teeth, he asked, “You’re going to bed now?”
She nodded.
They crawled under the covers facing opposite walls as usual. Then she moved an inch or two toward the middle and waited for him to notice.
She fell asleep waiting and woke up seriously annoyed.
A new box of cereal absorbed most of her wrath. It got a bit mangled as she opened it with significantly more vigor than was necessary, shooting Greg a few withering looks as though he might be responsible for making the box so uncooperative. He was accustomed to being more or less ignored over breakfast and the obvious hostility left him at a bit of a loss.
“Is there…” he started. “I mean, did I do something recently?”
Meredith was silent. She ate quickly and then finished getting ready for work. He tried one last quizzical look as she reached the door. She answered pointedly, “I went to bed early last night.”
He looked unsure, but also hopeful. “Oh, so you’re just tired?”

Meredith thinks Greg should automatically know what she wants him to do. Greg knows nothing of the sort.

Amanda Hamm manages to subtly infuse humor into even the most mundane situations: Meredith’s days at school where she teaches fourth grade students, lunches with girlfriends, entertaining her in-laws over the holiday season; even Greg and Meredith’s sudden foray into the mysteries of cleaning house and tidying up the yard. You won’t want to miss a single word.

Some scenes made me chuckle, one of which involved Katie, a dog Greg is pet-sitting for a friend, who eats everything she can get her mouth around, including batteries.

Meredith laughed. She was only slightly concerned for the dog and already had the feeling this was going to make a good story, one that she and Greg could tell together. It was not exactly a romantic story, not by any stretch of the imagination, but it would still be something they would share. She loved making new memories, but her reverie was short. It was rudely interrupted by a horrible gagging sound. She turned quickly away. “I’m not watching; just tell me when you see batteries.”
“Um… yeah, there they are. Wait, no! No, no, NO! I don’t believe this!”
“What?” Meredith spun around to see Katie licking the floor.
“She just ate them again.”
“Ewww… again? That’s so gross.”
“What do we do now?”
Meredith shook her head. She didn’t need to answer because it was obvious that Katie was about to give up the batteries a second time. Greg quickly put the leash on her and pulled her away as the mess hit the floor.
Meredith grabbed the leash. “Good idea. But this time I’ll hold her and you deal with that.” She pointed at the centerpiece of the less than delightful new memory.

And so Meredith picks up a church bulletin and sees an ad for Rejuvenate Your Marriage, a one-day marriage enrichment seminar. While she hesitates to show it to Greg and suggest they attend, Greg himself suggests it. They book into the hotel on New Year’s Eve and participate in the seminar’s somewhat absurd activities. Does Tightening the Knot bring Greg and Meredith back together again?

This is an entertaining read. If you like your humor a little dry, a little wry, a little droll, a little winsome with the occasional touch of pathos, you’ll enjoy Tightening the Knot.

Reviewed by Guest Reviewer and author Linda Welch

Apart from noticing that the content would benefit from right alignment and some tidying up, I found The Red Fog by Nicole Tanner to be skillfully written, intense and mesmerizing.

When I looked at the first chapter, before I got into the story, I was immediately impressed by a writing style which is highly descriptive and manages to express such atmosphere. This is what draws me into a story more than anything else. Deana, the protagonist and narrator, talks in a casual, natural manner, and (I feel) projects a somber sense of foreboding appropriate to her tale.

In chapter one, college student Deana drives to her local store one bitterly cold evening and on the way back as she stops at a red light she sees Brent, the man who raped her and several other girls, standing in the crosswalk right in front of her car. As is the case with many rape victims, Deana and the other girls blamed themselves for the rape and therefore did not report Brent to the police. Brent recognizes her.

He twirled the blade around, tossing it over and through his fingers, still smiling and leaning to the side, putting his weight on one foot. My lungs still refused to work properly, and I opened my mouth in an attempt to successfully breathe. He looked right at my eyes and ran his tongue over his lips. His smile grew wider. Then my vision started to cloud, started to take on a reddish tint, like the light of a lamp with a red scarf draped over it. I suppose it could have been from the blood rushing to my head because of my difficulty breathing, but I’ve come to believe now it was much more than just that.

Overcome by terror, Deana deliberately runs into him and then drives over him to make sure he is dead.

At first Deana is torn by guilt. Visions of Brent increasingly intrude into her life. When she makes love to her casual boyfriend, Jon, she atypically takes control and finds herself identifying with her rapist, and sees Jon as herself, as the victim. She feels an incredible sense of power. From thereon, while she holds internal arguments with herself, one moment justifying the murder and the next feeling guilty and appalled, the feeling of unparalleled power takes over her life.

Weaving through the narration are flashbacks to earlier, significant events, including traumatic incidents of child and spousal abuse, giving you insight into what motivates Deana’s behavior. You realize that the rape was not the beginning, it was the climax, the catalyst, the point at which her subconscious cried, Enough!, taking Deana in a tragic direction.

Deana witnesses an off-duty cop kill a prostitute who refused to supply sexual favors and discovers he has murdered other prostitutes for the same reason. She decides to keep quiet about the murders but her inner demon won’t let her be.

I became confident and malicious, feelings my life up until that point had never given me the pleasure of experiencing. My vision blurred. I wasn’t really thinking about anything but getting that bastard back for what he had done. I started to plan, very methodically, very carefully. I had to go to the park that night. That was clear. I had to pose as a prostitute and accept the proposition put forth by Officer Kalowski and then at the perfect moment, I would strike, avenging the death of all the other women. That was the right thing to do.

Officer Kalowski will not be her last victim.

The pressure on Deana’s fragile sanity builds when Jon leaves her for his old lover, and when she confesses all to her best friend Brian, the one steady influence in her life, his fear and rejection of her sends her over the edge and to a final, fated confrontation.

This is a fascinating look into the mind of a victim become perpetrator as we watch her disintegration. It is not light reading but it is enthralling. It is also not a story for the faint-hearted. Scenes of sex, rape and murder are fairly explicit, but not gratuitous.

By the end of the book, although I could not condone Deana’s actions, neither could I condemn a person who clearly was no longer in her right mind. I thought, how sad, the poor girl never stood a chance. She was doomed since childhood, and eventually the red fog of insanity claimed her.

The Red Fog is an impressive debut novel by Nicole Tanner. I stayed up far too late reading it each evening and laid it aside with reluctance. I hope to see more from her.

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We first met Tiff Banks in review 70 of Along Came a Demon. During the course of the first book, Tiff Banks is established as a person with the ability to talk with ghosts, who are referred to as shades. Tiff used her gift to assist the Clarion Police Department with murder investigations. That career came to an abrupt halt when she accused one of Clarion PD’s golden boys, Royal Mortenson, of being a murderer based on the say so of the ghost of a little boy. The actual murderer was Royal’s brother, who looks so much like him Tiff had difficulty in telling them apart, so she couldn’t blame the shade of a little boy for getting it wrong. The police department was a little less forgiving. And Tiff didn’t even tell the police department that Royal is a demon. Okay, so that is what Tiff has been calling those beings which have metallic looking hair, glittering eyes, and pointy teeth. Although, Royal has had his teeth capped.

Since Royal is now Tiff’s lover and partner in the detective agency they have opened, Tiff learned Royal is actually a Gelpha. But she continues to think of him and others of his kind as demons. The Demon Hunters opens with a comic scene in which Tiff convinces Royal to go after a kidnapped cat for the reward money, because she was feeling the pinch of being out of a semi-regular consulting fee. After speaking with a rather nasty ghost called Freddy, they got a lead on where the catnappers were located. Tiff then uses her bad-tempered Scottie, MacKlutzy to bring the catnapper out of the apartment while Royal, who has the ability to move at lightning speed, rushed in and out with the cat. Having little dogs of my own, I identified with the description of MacKlutzy squaring off with the catnapper.

If there’s one thing Mac hates worse than cats, it’s being threatened. He recognized that tone of voice. Terriers are fearless. They literally do not perceive any distinction in size or bulk. Something stood between him and a cat and that something threatened him. Mac attacked.

Following this fun, lighthearted case, Royal calls Tiff to come meet some new clients, Gia Sabato and Daven Clare. Gia Sabato just happens to be an enormously successful author who sprang out of nowhere eighteen months prior to the start of the story. Tiff is surprised when the case ends up being about the abduction of a Clarion Latino former gangsta, who is the lover of Gia Sabato. Tiff doesn’t really like her new clients and suspects them of being Gelpha in disguise. On top of that Royal is acting very strange and keeping secrets from her. Add to the intrigue, the mysterious arrival of a nineteenth century journal kept by a fifteen year old British girl on the travels to Burma, and you have a case getting more bizarre by the moment.

When Gia and Daven unexpectedly arrive at Tiff’s house and waltz right in, Jack and Mel, Tiff’s resident ghosts, go ballistic and try to attack them and force them to leave. And even stranger, MacKlutzy, who never met an ankle he didn’t want to bite, runs away from them as quickly as he can and acts scared out of his wits. Even though she is the one who hired Royal and Tiff to find Rio, Gia Sabato doesn’t want Tiff to have too much information about the disappearance. Frustrated by being kept in the dark by her clients, and fearful her relationship with Royal could be on the way out, Tiff just wants this case to be over. Once Tiff finally gets them to let her in on what is really going on, she finds out someone is seeking out and killing demons and their Dark Cousins. No one will tell Tiff exactly what a Dark Cousin is, but she quickly figures out that they really don’t get along with Gelpha and that it is taboo to even mention what a dark cousin is. Join Tiff and Royal on their hair-raising adventure to find The Demon Hunters.

I first read The Demon Hunters toward the beginning of the year, put together a draft of the review and scheduled it. Linda Welch contacted me and requested we postpone the review as she was making some changes to the manuscript. I was very interested in seeing what those changes might entail. Being a confirmed tweaker of my own novels, I completely understood the request and tried to wait patiently for the changes to be completed. Before I received the revised manuscript, I noticed the cover had been changed. The original cover is depicted to the right, and I think the cover pictured at the top of this review is a definite improvement. After reading the book, I understood what the original cover illustrated, but I don’t think it would have immediately grabbed the attention of potential readers.

The bulk of the changes to the actual content of the book are additional scenes which definitely add to the overall story. There is an added scene which takes the reader back to the first time Tiff ever saw a ghost. This was good back story information, and something I had been wondering about. Since Tiff didn’t see ghosts until she was an adult, the shock of it had to have an impact. Welch also takes the time to tie up a loose end or two from the first novel in the series, as well as building some additional animosity between Tiff and her client, Gia Sabato. All in all, the revisions were definitely worthwhile, and worth the wait for the now completed product.

The first time I read The Demon Hunters, it was in PDF format on my laptop. This time, I transferred the PDF to my Kindle to read it. The PDF conversion did okay for the most part, but there were a few issues, such as anything in italics appeared to have removed the appropriate spacing. Any dashes showed up as some sort of character in a box, and some of the formatting was off, such as paragraph indents, and some carriage return issues. Nothing significant enough to drive me back to the laptop to read the book. One of the benefits of using the Kindle to read the book over the PDF format is the ability to highlight text and input some notes, so I was able to bring up my notes to help me construct the review, a very useful feature.

Linda Welch pens her characters with authority, and you are instantly taken into the world of Tiff Banks and her demon lover, Royal. Her story contains action from start to finish. You feel like you know Tiff from the instant you pick up the book and want to stay with her as she jets all over this world and through otherworlds in search of answers. I’ll be anxiously waiting for the next installment in the Whisperings series.

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Reviewed by Special Guest Reviewer: Linda Welch, author of Along Came a Demon

I did enjoy Marva Dasef’s charming Tales Of A Texas Boy, with its bonus insight into past events and lifestyles. Based on her father’s reminiscence, these appealing stories take us back to 1930s Texas during the Depression era when life was very different. Each tale begins with an explanatory paragraph and is embellished with wonderful old family photos appropriate to the story. Modeled on Dasef’s father, “Eddie” narrates with a touch of dialect so natural it was as if I could hear his voice inside my head:

It’d been raining forty days and forty nights is what Ma said, but I only counted up eleven days myself. She did tend to put things in Bible sayin’s, so I won’t say she was lyin’, just exaggeratin’ for effect.

Still, me and my sister, Dorothy, who we called Sister, had to go to school, whether the creek was high or dry. We’d spent Saturday and Sunday hopin’ the rain would at least slow down some, but it didn’t look like it was going to. On Monday, we put on our rain slickers and ran to the barn quick as we could to saddle the horses. Pa cut out oiled canvas to cover the saddles and most of the horse as well.

Tales Of A Texas Boy is crammed with memorable anecdotes; some amusing, some quirky, some sad as Eddie shares memories of his childhood and teen years. One tale is his father’s, who served in France with Black Jack Pershing during World War I; another is his mother’s as he thinks she would have told it. Another, “Frank Norfleet – Detective” is admittedly a tall tale.

“In “Rattlesnakes and Jackrabbits” Eddie goes with local men on a hunt to kill those two pests who were the bane of Texan farmers:

A big part of this expedition included moonshine. The hunters would head out in the early afternoon and start drinking right off. By dusk, most of ‘em couldn’t hit much of anything, but was havin’ a lotta fun anyways. The hardest part of the trip was avoidin’ being shot by someone else. Mostly, though, these men knew what they was doing even when they could hardly see straight. I was glad Pa wasn’t a drinker as I’d see how stupid the men would act. I guess that would be one more reason why I respected my Pa.

One of Eddie’s adventures, “The Cattle Drive”, begins when he rides to meet a small herd approaching the farm and is surprised by what he sees:

Yep, I’m here to tell ya and ya know I don’t lie. Every last animal in the herd was a bull. This puzzled me no end, as much as it puzzles you to hear it. Course, the herd was no more ‘n twenty Hereford bulls, but . . . well, I can’t think of what that would be. Mostly herds are made up of steers and cows. Bulls ain’t usually included as they cause troubles wantin’ at the cows and all.

And before long Eddie is on a cattle drive to New Mexico.

Go back in time to visit the County Fair and meet Dad Boles and his bear Sophie. Take a trip to an auction and come home with the biggest, meanest jackass you’ve ever seen. Collect old bones to sell to the bone buyers and meet James Ridgley Whiteman, who discovered Clovis Man. Meet the smartest chicken, the finest dog, a prizewinning sow and a couple of feuding twin brothers. Find the body of an elderly lady who died alone in her prairie home. Meet a desperate family displaced by the dust storms in Oklahoma.

One of my favorites is “Chance Encounter”: In 1937 Eddie and his football team, the Salem Wildcatters, were on their way to Dallas for the State Championship when they stopped at a diner for lunch. They could not help but notice a pretty blond-haired, blue-eyed woman in a fur wrap. In fact, Eddie says, “it was hard to see anybody but her in that booth.” Eddie is invited to sit with her and is embarrassed when she touches and flatters him. The other boys seem to know who she is, but not Eddie.

“Well now,” she said as she stood up. “I guess you all’d like to see some of the real me.” With that, she put her hand on her hip and kind of jutted it out.

With a whole different voice, she said “Come up and see me sometime, boys.” Then she sashayed out of the diner while I stood there with my mouth hangin’ open. I felt really stupid when I realized I hadn’t recognized Mae West.

I think Tales Of A Texas Boy by Marva Dasef will appeal to both children and adults. In fact, the large print is particularly suited for children and senior citizens whose eyesight is perhaps not as good as it once was. Marva Dasef skillfully brings her colorful characters to life, “a different life than any of us will ever know”, and I could have happily read another one hundred pages and another twenty Tales Of A Texas Boy. I’ll just have to read it all over again. And again.

I have been an avid mystery fan for much of my life. I read before going to sleep every night and the books that usually make up that reading material are mysteries of the cozy type. Agatha Christie, P D James, Elizabeth Peters, Ngaio Marsh, Sara Paretsky, Martha Grimes, and the list goes on. When I saw that Linda Welch had requested a review for her psi-fi mystery, Along Came A Demon, I leapt at the chance to read and review it. I was not disappointed.

Tiff Banks, nicknamed the Ice Queen by the Clarion police department for her tall stature and ice blonde hair, works as a consultant for the police in murder cases. She has told them that she is a psychic, but in actuality, she sees dead people as flesh and blood and they whisper to her. Tiff, who hates to be called Tiffany because of the image that projects, was orphaned as a baby, grew up in a variety of foster homes, and always felt she was a little different than everyone else. Happier being by herself than with a group of people, Tiff left Utah as soon as she was able and went from place to place and job to job. Until, after landing in San Francisco, boom, out of nowhere she started seeing and being able to talk to dead people. She returned to Utah to the small town of Clarion in the hopes that there wouldn’t be too many murdered people trying to get her attention. Unfortunately for her, she moved into a house where there were two ghosts in residence, as well as two who lived on her street. So much for trying to get away from them.

Along Came A Demon starts with Tiff being told by Jack and Mel, her ghost couple, that there is a naked woman dripping on her front grass. Tiff is cranky that she has to deal with a dead person before she can even get her morning coffee

“A naked wet woman in the garden. Dripping wet.”
I sighed and turned to lean against the counter. I would rather she were an escaped lunatic wandered into the neighborhood than what she really was. Although why she was wet on that chilly November morning was anyone’s guess.
“I’ve been watching her from the bedroom window,” Mel said, coming through the door from the hallway, mussing up her permanently mussed red hair with one hand. “She’s been standing there, wet, for half an hour.”
Not a disorientated stranger in the wrong back yard. Not an escaped loony. Worse. One of them. I sighed again. I did not want to deal with it that early in the morning. “She’ll have to wait till after I’ve had my coffee.”

Tiff was trying to figure out how the naked woman came to be on her grass as usually, the dead are bound to where they passed. Lindy Marchant passed away in the apartments behind Tiff’s house, and she is concerned about her son. Tiff promises to find out about her son so that hopefully, Lindy will leave her alone, as she doesn’t want to live with a naked woman in her orchard. The only problem is that once she checks with the Clarion police department, it appears that Lindy Marchant had no son.

Not willing to give up, Tiff requests to search the apartment. Under the refrigerator she finds a drawing by Lawrence, which is given to the police to goad them into searching for the missing child. So starts the twisted case which involves the missing child Lawrence, which blossoms into a nationwide case where over 200 boys born on November 9, 2002 had gone missing.

In addition to being able to see the murdered, Tiff can also see the otherworldly, whom she had heard about from her psychic friend, Lynn.

Lynn was trying to be ethnically sensitive when she call them the Otherworldy. That was too much of a mouthful for me – I called them demons. Not that I thought they were creatures from Hell – I didn’t know what they were or where they came from. They could be aliens from outer space for all I knew. But with their pointed teeth and glimmering eyes, demon seemed a fitting description.

And a little later on, Welch provides some more description of her demons.

I would never call a demon cute. Incredibly handsome. Charming. Deadly. Not to be trusted. According to Lynn, they did not blatantly lie but could do so by omission when it suited them. And you could ask them a question and they would answer in such a way that, without exactly lying, they didn’t give you the truth.

Tiff stays as far away from these demons as she can, but to her chagrin is partnered with Royal Mortenson, of the Clarion PD to work on the missing child case, and he is a demon. While wishing that she could shoot him instead of partnering with him, Tiff becomes suspicious of Royal, who has been moving from police department to police department, never staying too long in one location. She suspects that he may be involved in this missing children case from an inside perspective.

Linda Welch pens a engaging tale, full of action and adventure. A definite page turner full of twists to keep you guessing until the end.

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