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Blind Sight by Pamela Moran

Synopsis:

Death plagues Gabe Nicholetti’s dreams, but he can’t save the people in his visions. The most he can do is bring their killers to justice. But this time, this victim makes it all personal.

Rily Carrigan is a dead woman, or she will be in a matter of days as her past rushes forward to shatter her carefully constructed world. But Rily doesn’t believe fate is absolute. How is she going to convince the man who’s seen too many die that it’s possible to save her life?

Just outside a small, Oregon town, something malevolent lurks, waiting to seize what was once promised then stolen. Together, Gabe and Rily need to find a way to deny fate and keep Rily alive.

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Meet the two main characters Gabe and Riley:

Excerpt:

Gabe shifted in the flimsy metal chair, crossed his right ankle on his left knee. He wasn’t going to complain about Ben’s chairs ever again, not after the last hour sitting here at the Eagle Crest Police Department.

The Chief was a nice enough guy, easy to read. Much easier than he believed himself to be. A Bear of a guy, easy-going enough, with a steel core. But the Chief wasn’t who Gabe wanted a read on, and the woman of the hour was nowhere around.

Conspicuously absent at the moment.

Rily Carrigan.

Her name had played in his head all the way out here. From the airport in Minnesota to the one in Portland, and the drive out from there along the Columbia River practically to the Pacific Coast, she stayed at the front of his mind.

Water was everywhere in this corner of the States.

Somehow he didn’t think that would help keep the visions away here anymore than it had on his boat in the Caribbean. Not with this Carrigan woman out there, somewhere in the vicinity.

But then, maybe, once he met her, identified the direction of the threat that would take her life, the vision would back off.

He could hope.

His ankle still crossed, Gabe slouched in his seat, linked his fingers over his stomach. Stale, burnt coffee seemed to be the aroma of the early evening hour. Outside the front doors an early dusk had already fallen.

Those same front doors swished open and the room sparked with a sudden high energy level scattering to reach all corners of the room before being pulled back as suddenly as it had appeared.

Gabe lifted his head, eyed the tall, lithe woman striding into the building and containing all that energy inside her tight, well-toned body. Somehow, neither the visions nor Ben’s photo had prepared him for the angry gold sparking out of those pissed-off green eyes.

Or the way his solar plexus tightened in response to the mere sight of her. Crap. Not good. In any way.

Rily Carrigan, very much alive at the moment, stopped directly in front of him. Her eyes widened, just for a moment. Gabe remained seated, his fingers still loosely twined over his stomach.

“Benjamin Garrett sent you?”

“Technically, no.”

She narrowed those gorgeous gold flecked eyes of hers, obviously not caring who saw this little têtê-á-têtê of theirs. “But he’s behind you being here.”

“What do you have against Ben?”

Her brows lowered and her Totem Tiger glared out at him.

A Bengal. No wonder restlessness rolled off her in waves. And the green eyes that flared with gold heat. A true Tiger.

“I thought you were all one big, happy family.” He knew better than to taunt a Tiger, had tangled with one and had the scars to prove that fact.

“Is that what he told you?”

“No. Actually, it’s not.” Gabe tilted his head to one side, looked up at the woman who even now made his insides clench. “He told me you were a piece of work with a chip on her shoulder. One with no time for anything remotely dealing with what couldn't be seen or touched. But once I got past that, we probably still wouldn't be able to stand each other.”

She stared at Gabe for a long moment. Then a sharp laugh exploded from her. “Well. At least Ben understands me.”

Excerpt from Riley's POV:

Rily, with both hands shoved deep in her jacket pockets and her shoulders hunched forward against the chill of the wee morning hour, kept her gaze on the Medical Examiner as the woman worked on the body that still lay on the ground.

Temporary overhead lights the officers had set up barely cut through the murkiness of the heavy fog. Fog that condensed and dripped from the trees, that gave everything an otherworldly feel.

And Rily still reeled from the realization the body was Allison Davis. Her best friend in high school.

The one person from her past she’d never wanted to see again.

Allison had called last week, left a voice mail saying she planned to be in town towards the end of the month, before New Year’s. Two weeks from now. What she’d wanted, Rily hadn’t been sure. The cryptic message could have meant anything.

Rily hadn’t called her back. Had no desire to rekindle that friendship, open those old wounds.

Allison no longer had family left in the area, no one left to visit. So what was she doing here, this many days before her supposed trip to Eagle Crest?

What was she doing dead?

Shivers raced over Rily’s skin, shivers having more to do with their shared past than the bone-aching cold of the pre-dawn air. She let her fixed stare drop to the body on the ground.

Allison had hung around some shady, weird people in the past. Had one of them gone over the edge? Rily didn’t know who the woman associated with now, but she’d have to find out what her one time friend had gotten herself into.

And why she’d brought it back here, to Rily’s turf.

Check out the other 2 books in this series

Elsie's Secret

Synopsis:

A PSI agent, Sebastian Alexander has secrets that once came between him and the woman he still loves. Finding her prowling around where she doesn’t belong turns his simple reconnaissance into a rescue mission threatening to blow everything apart. Is he willing to risk his secrets to save her life?

Elsie Quartermaine has one goal. Save her nephew from a sadistic kidnapper. Sebastian is the one man who can help her. But divulging her secret puts more than her life in jeopardy. Can she trust Sebastian with her nephew’s life? Her own? What about her heart?

As dawn creeps over the horizon, can they find enough trust in each other to stay alive?

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Stolen Spirit

Synopsis:

Hearing his dead ex-girlfriend’s voice in an empty room is enough to make a man question his sanity. Worse is when that ex insists she shouldn’t have died. Broken cop Jake Carrigan has no interest in delving into a past full of heartache and regrets. But he can’t deny she still matters, even if she’s simply a voice in his head.

Hannah Dixon is having a hard time believing she’s dead. How can she be when she feels so much inside? She can see Jake, can talk to him, but she can’t touch him. And right now, touching Jake is all she wants.

Jake’s probe into Hannah’s death stirs up a sinister psychic link, something dark that will stop at nothing to keep its secrets. To protect her own heart, Hannah left Jake once. Can she leave him again to protect his life?

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