Shadow Collector

<p>HAVEN'T YOU WONDERED?</p><p><br></p><p>Undercover on skid row . . .</p><p><br></p><p>Owen Brophy summoned by a street psychic is alarmed when she knows his real name-and unnerved by her obstinate question: Who did you abandon back home? Home. The Okanagan Valley. Owen hasn't been there since he was a kid. Hasn't seen his oldest friend-a guy he once loved like a brother a man he's long been estranged from-in years. Yet the psychic forecasts an ominous collision: past will crash against present when his old buddy exhumes a long-concealed secret-a secret more than one person has died for. A secret someone will kill to keep hidden.</p><p><br></p><p>OR MAYBE YOU KNOW</p><p><br></p><p>Unannounced at her door . . .</p><p><br></p><p>A grisly package arrives for Natalya Nikoslav its cryptic verse clearly written by someone who knows her history something she abandoned as a toddler has never been able to unearth on her own. Shaken Natalya scours her psychic shadows to see where this package has come from. She's shocked by what she sees: her tombstone. Its death date waxes and wanes alongside an enigmatic spectre a man she almost-almost!-recognizes begging for her help. A retrocognitive Natalya knows her psychic shadows are limited to the past . . . yet this man is unmistakably calling out from her future. And he's frantic-they'll both die if she doesn't come home.</p><p><br></p><p>But . . . where is home? Who is he? </p><p><br></p><p>And when she finds him will she know . . . </p><p><br></p><p>WHERE DID ALL THE CHILDREN GO?</p>