Danger Signals
Portland, OregonDetective Wade Callahan had nothing against mind readers, or fortune-tellers, or whatever they were calling themselves nowadays. So long as they stuck to their tarot cards and beaded curtains and refrained from activities that might conceivably engage the interests of the bunko squad. As far as he was concerned, those so-called psychics had no business in a police squad room unless it was as a victim or perpetrator of a crime.
And, given the nature of their business, he figured one scenario was about as likely as the other.
They sure as hell had no business wandering around a crime scene. Particularly his crime scene.
For some reason the fact that this one happened to be a particularly attractive woman only made matters worse. What in the hell was the captain thinking? And who'd ever heard of a psychic with tousled sunshine hair and big, in ... read full excerpt from Danger Signals ebook