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Among the Living

Among the Living

By: Jordon Castillo Price | Other books by Jordon Castillo Price
Published By: Torquere Press
ISBN # 1-933389-83-4

Word Count: 29,485
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Categories: Erotica Gay/Lesbian Suspense/Mystery

Available in: Adobe Acrobat, Microsoft Reader

Price: $3.49

   
Victor is a Psy Cop, also known as a member of the Paranormal Investigation team. He's not popular with the living, as most people consider him a little odd, but the dead victims of violent crimes can't wait to tell him all about their deaths, helping him solve crimes.

His new case pairs him with Jacob, a non-psychic who works in a sex crimes unit. Victor and Jacob have a history, and as they and their partners work together to solve a set of serial crimes, they begin to explore the possibilities of a future.

The case is like nothing they've ever experienced, though, and soon Victor finds that he's the only one who can solve the crime, and save Jacob's life. If he's not too late.
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I’d showered and made a pot of coffee by the time Jacob shuffled out of his bedroom in nothing but a pair of blue paisley boxers. “It’s seven o’clock,” he said, squinting. “Are you crazy?”

“They did treat me for schizophrenia for a couple of years before they figured out I was talking to real dead people,” I replied. I’d meant it as a joke but it’d come out kind of edgy.

Jacob looked me in the eye for a long moment before he sighed and poured himself a cup of coffee. “Well, you’re not a kid in an institution anymore,” he said. He took a sip of the coffee and winced, then scooped a few spoonfuls of sugar into it. “You’re a cop. You can speed. You can carry a gun. You can tell other people what to do and they’d damn well better do it.”

Maybe in his world. He was a big, strapping guy with a deep voice and a piercing gaze that could nail you to the wall. I just talked to dead people.
   

 

 
 
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