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Even Adelheid has a dark side…
Detective Vance Johnston has a lot going for him. He’s got good friends, a job he likes, gets to play tiger every now and then, and is getting ready to propose to his long time girlfriend, Sadie Stanton. Things are looking pretty good.
That is until a shocking turn of events sends him into a case at the last minute that threatens not just everything in his life, but his life itself. Thrust into the seedy underbelly of the preternatural organized crime world, Vance is trapped, a prisoner to the entertainment and money of a darkness threatening to undermine Adelheid.
But he’s not alone. Not just in the prison he’s kept in, but on the outside too. He just has to hang on until help comes, but that’s going to be anything but easy as his own beast within is used against him.
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An Excerpt from Disposable People
After dropping Madison off, I headed straight to the address. It was deeper into downtown Adelheid, to a section considered less than savory, shall we say. It’s not the biggest of towns, but every city has its dark side. I got to see all of them, thanks to my job.
I parked at the end of the line and made my way to the alley where all the action was. I didn’t have to flash my badge because everyone knew me. My new partner came out under the street light to greet me.
“Have a good run?” she asked.
“Until you called.” But I smiled.
Detective Samantha Moore, human psychic with the skill of psychometry, which is the reading of impressions, emotions and history from inanimate objects. Recently transferred from Hartford, CT. We had been together about a month by this point. I had known her before, though, because we worked on something a while back. So I knew her and liked her, knew she was competent, though it always took time to work out the kinks of a new partnership.
She led me into the alley, although as soon as I’d gotten near it I could smell smoke and something like…cooked meat?
What the hell…
“Let me introduce you to today’s contestants,” Sam began, leading me to a pair of charbroiled bodies. “This is Frankie Motts and Greg Wallman.” She gestured to a body with each name, but then paused. “Or the other way around. Hard to tell. Anyways, two small time weapons dealers looking to get into the bigs.” She folded her arms across her chest, making her brown leather jacket crinkle. “They were trying to make a deal with a lowbie in the Blackwood Family.” She paused and let that sink in.
Both my brows shot up. “Blackwood?” I repeated. Not being in the FBI’s organized crime division, I didn’t know all the dirt. But the Blackwood Crime Family was very well known to all law enforcement, a mob of the old school before the mob, led by a family of vampires. Yeah, it’s a new day. They were into every crime, paranormal and not, that you could think of.
Once Sam watched that information stop rolling through my eyes, she went on. “We got to them first and apparently they agreed to let us put this meeting under surveillance, so we could climb the ladder. They were meeting with a guy that goes by the street name of McGrath, though we don’t know anything else.”
“So what happened?” I asked, pointing to the smoldering corpses.
“McGrath is, apparently, electrokinetic.”