Book description
Book four in the Southern Spirits Series Beware of what follows you
back from the dead…Detective Rich Montoya was attacked by Sheriff
Stenley's stalker in When the Dead Speak. A year later, Rich is having a
rough time, haunted by a malevolent spirit that's making his already
fragile existence hellacious. Rich, who's kept to himself for the past
year, is scarred more than physically. The last thing he thinks he needs
is a lover, little does he know...Chris Neeland is a big guy who drives
a big rig, and all it takes is one look at the sexy, wounded man driving
the cute little Miata and Chris is sunk. His mystical mother always told
him love would hit Chris like a bolt of lightning, fast and hard and not
without pain, but he kind of hadn't believed her until he meets Rich.
Reader Advisory: This book is part of a series but may be read as a
stand alone title. _x000D_ A native Texan, Bailey spends her days
spinning stories around in her head, which has contributed to more than
one incident of tripping over her own feet. Evenings are reserved for
pounding away at the keyboard, as are early morning hours. Sleep?
Doesn't happen much. Writing is too much fun, and there are too many
characters bouncing about, tapping on Bailey's brain demanding to be let
out. Caffeine and chocolate are permanent fixtures in Bailey's office
and are never far from hand at any given time. Removing either of those
necessities from Bailey's presence can result in what is know as A Very,
Very Scary Bailey and is not advised under any circumstances.
