"Clairvoyant amateur sleuth mystery"
In Seattle, legal receptionist Tabitha Emery is with her
friend Jenny Alton when someone snatches her purse. They
give chase, but fail to catch the thief. Tabitha begins
blinking and soon she has a vision that leads the twosome
to a mutilated cat inside a pentagram. Not long
afterward, another "vision" takes Tabitha and Jenny to a
dumpster filled with blood. Jenny calls the police and
cynical Detective Jackson handles the case once the blood
is identified as human. Through friends Tabitha meets Lucien Roskell, owner of the
Scrying Room and very understanding of her gift-curse.
Lucien wants Tabitha, but she craves friendly attorney
Clay Sanderson even though two years without a pass and
his fiancée is beautiful and pregnant. As the
clairvoyance continues to follow a cult death march, the
killer begins to target the only person who might
eventually identify him or her, Tabitha, who Jackson
suspects is more intimately involved in the ritual serial
killings than she tells the cops. DATING CAN BE DEADLY is a divine paranormal chick lit who-
done-it that grips the audience from the first blood to
the last blood and a "pity" F coda. The story line is
action-packed but driven clearly by the delightful in
denial Tabitha who insists she has no talent although her
blinking says otherwise. The support cast fuels the tale
with excitement as each key ensemble member adds depth to
the heroine or the mystery. Fans will demand Wendy
Roberts bring back Tabitha, her friends and lover for
another clairvoyant amateur sleuth mystery. Harriet Klausner
Reviewed by Harriet Klausner
Posted January 2, 2005
SummarySingle Clairvoyant Seeks Partner in Crime
Some gifts are easy to return-like the parrot earrings from
Aunt Ruth-but when your gift is clairvoyance, Tabitha Emery
finds there is a definite No Refund Policy. Now she's
having visions of black magic rituals and dismembered
bodies, and she's not sure what to do. She didn't ask for
this talent and certainly doesn't want it, but it clings to
her like a thong and is just as uncomfortable.
Tabitha's goals are simple ones: A) to rise above law
office receptionist B) to spend Friday nights uncovering
the mysteries of butterscotch schnapps with her comrades,
and C) to procure more than a passing glance from Clay
Sanderson (Greek-god-type lawyer).
But her second sight has turned her life upside down-and
now she finds herself in the middle of a murder
investigation where the only clues are in her persistent
premonitions-making her not only the key to solving the
mystery but perhaps a suspect, as well. (On the plus side:
she could use some legal advice, so now she and Clay have
something to talk about.)
And somewhere in the middle of all this is the real
culprit, the mystery man, who wants this clairvoyant
dead. . .
A charmingly clever chick-lit novel for whodunit fans
everywhere!
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