No Rest For Wicked
Psychic.
What a joke.
The only thing I can be sure of these days are the three men who have somehow battered their way past my walls and forced me to, dare I say it, start feeling things.
Well…them, and my trusty trash panda partners in crime. But they've always had my heart.
I must have kissed their asses real good, because instead of wanting to kill me, I think they might actually kind of like me.
Circumstances, that were set in motion by my murderous stalker, have thrown my entire world off kilter. People I thought I could trust are acting shady, secrets are being exposed, and things I thought were resolute and irrevocable are suddenly not.
The deeper my sleuthing takes me, the more everything seems to be unraveling from my grip, regardless of how desperately I try to hold it into place.
With the help of the department’s three best detectives, I’m going to find out who's doing this to me and I will bring them to justice. No matter who it is.
There’s no rest for Wicked, because I see their lies…
And I have a big mouth.
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