I’m so excited y’all are finally going to get to meet her. More news will be coming soon, so check back mid-month.
A hot and spicy taste of murder—and more.
During the day, law enforcement consultant Gracie Hofner is on assignment at a small San Antonio bakery, waiting for a delivery. No one knows what it is or when it will arrive. The upside? Working next to Donovan Beck, a flirty hunk and a half—perfect fling material.
At night, Gracie resumes her search for a little girl and her mother who went missing following a double murder. Finding the pair is imperative or the girl will become a target.
At the girl’s aunt’s house, Gracie experiences a peculiar need to leave immediately. She tries to deny the urge to flee and pushes the pressure aside, but the compulsion intensifies. Gracie thinks she must have a brain tumor. Or is losing her mind. When similar events continue to occur, Gracie sees a pattern. Can she use this newfound ability to help her find the girl and her mother before it’s too late?
Thus begins the story that becomes The Amazing Gracie Trilogy.
A law enforcement consultant whose special skill is putting random pieces together discovers she has psychic ability,
but she never knows when this new aptitude will appear.
Or how it will affect her.
Hi! I’m Gracie Hofner. Carol asked me to tell you about myself. As if she hasn’t done that already. Sometimes she makes me a little crazy, always wanting to know what I think or how I feel. With my fingers, you crazy writer woman. But I’m glad she found me.
So you already know my name and that I work in law enforcement. It’s Saturday evening, and for once I’m not working. I’m on the patio and Nick’s in the kitchen. Oh, I forget you don’t know about Nick Rivera. He’s my partner. Former partner. Working partner. When I worked for the PD. That’s the police department here in San Antonio. He stayed there when I decided to work for Bastion. But we’ll always be partners even if we don’t work together.
“Gracie, where’s your speaker?”
“I put it up. In the hall closet.”
Nick will be out here with music in a few, so I have to keep this short. Sorry, Carol. I said I wasn’t working, but it’s ongoing. It never really stops. Nick’s on a case now, and my new assignment may be connected. We have a lot to compare, and music helps.
I grew up with everyone listening to George Strait, but Roger Creager’s my go-to guy. Nick thinks I’m dorky. That’s all right. I am. He likes more rock, so we’ll listen to a little bit of everything before we’re done.
“Okay, Gracie. Put down the cat videos. Let’s get started.”
Gotta go. See you in Jalapeno Cupcake Wench!
