FATAL SECRETS AND GRAVE LIES�

How about this for a dark night of the soul: I�m angry, I�m confused, I�m exhausted, I�ve been betrayed, and the one person who matters to me more than my very life has been taken away�all because I listen.

I�m Rowan Gant, and I�m a Witch who has the misfortune of being able to hear the voices of the dead. Not just any Witch can do that, but rest assured I don�t consider it a gift. Truth is, I think of it as a curse, and I�m not at all happy about it�especially right now. You see, I�ve been using my unwanted ability for several years to help the police track down the really bad guys. The worst of the worst� Spree killers, serial killers, you name it. I�ve purposely dragged myself through the depths of Hell time and time again, all for what I saw as the greater good�stopping deranged killers and saving innocent lives�

Now, after all that, the cops I�ve helped are turning their backs on me. My best friend�former best friend now�just walked my wife out of our house in handcuffs. She is being charged with a homicide he knows damn well she did not commit. I do too, because I know my wife. Besides, I know exactly who the real killer is�Miranda.

But, the cops aren�t listening. In fact, they won�t even talk to me. I�ve become persona non grata to the law enforcement community that once came to me for help.

So I guess I�m going to have to find this Miranda bitch all by myself. Maybe that�s a good thing, because if I�m not playing on their team, then I�m not playing by their rules anymore either�