Sixth Sense (paperback)

ISBN Digital: 978-1-61217-934-6
ISBN Print: 978-1-61217-933-9
Page Count: 278
Word Count: 66224
Rating: Sensual (PG-PG13)

Reluctant psychic Katherine Crystal, dubbed "Crystal Ball Kate," is thrust into the national spotlight when she accurately predicts the death of a movie actor's young son in a private plane crash. Besieged by requests to use her powers to help others, she realizes why her parents had warned her never to let anyone know of her visions.  

By-the-book Atlanta police detective Jack Hale harbors a deep-seated distrust of psychics and ignores Katherine's warnings when she calls to report her premonition. Jack is forced to partner with Kate, who uses her eerie sensitivity to evil to help him catch a serial killer in Sydney, Australia, but that's only the beginning of the story. Jack and Kate are drawn into the investigation of a mystery surrounding Kate's birth and find murder and romance among a secret society of psychics in the quaint seaside spiritualist community of Casa Spirito, Florida.    

Rating: Sensual
Page Count: 278
Word Count: 66224
978-1-61217-933-9 Paperback
978-1-61217-934-6 Digital


"The plane is going to crash!" a woman shouted. "You need to do something."

Jack jolted forward, ready for action. A plane crash! Then his police training kicked in. Stay calm in a disaster.

"Could I get your name, please?" He reached across the desk and picked up a pad of yellow sticky-notes.

"It's Katherine Crystal. But my name isn't important. Vince Rivers and his son are on a plane, and it's going down."

This call was getting stranger by the minute.

"The movie star Vince Rivers? Are they on a commercial airliner?"

"It's his private plane. Vince Rivers is the pilot."

"When is this crash going to happen? And where?"

"I don't know when it's going to crash, but soon, and somewhere in Georgia."

"Can you be more specific about the location?"
Dead silence.

"Let me get this straight," Jack stated. "You can't predict when or where this crash will happen?"

"That's not how it works."

"How what works? Do you have inside information about this incident? Is the crash weather-related? Is it terrorism? On what facts are you basing this call?"

"I saw it in a vision."

"I see." Jack exhaled, rolled his shoulders, laid down his pen, and flexed his right hand. Another lunatic. Predictable.

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