Miranda: A Rowan Gant Investigation (The Rowan Gant Investigat...

SOME EVIL JUST WON’T STAY DEADHow do you kill someone who has already been dead for better than 150 years? Weird question, I know, but I’m serious, believe me.My name is Rowan Gant, and I’m the Unofficial Witch of the Saint Louis Major Case Squad. I was branded with that title for two reasons: I’m a Witch, and I consult for the police. You see, I’m not a normal Witch. I’m afflicted with a terrible curse—I can hear the voices of the dead. The loudest are always those of murder victims, hence the gig with the cops. Honestly, it has brought me nothing but trouble—like the need to kill someone who is already dead, for instance.Some months back I was involved in an investigation that culminated in the capture of a sadistic serial killer who called herself Mistress Miranda. The thing is, the woman who is now behind bars is Annalise Devereaux. She’s not innocent in this, trust me, but Miranda herself is the real problem. Long story short—Miranda is the spirit of a long dead, 19th century serial killer, and spirits aren’t deterred by prison bars and razor wire. Sounds crazy, I know, but it gets even weirder. It turns out that Annalise is a half-sister my wife never even knew she had until this mess hit the fan and the sins of the father were laid bare.However, don’t let the soap opera of adultery and illegitimate siblings fool you. This is a real horror story; just ask the victims… Better yet, just ask me. You see, now that Miranda’s corporeal host is behind bars, she is looking for a new body to use, and she’s keeping it in the family—by that, I mean she has set her sights on my wife, Felicity, and I don’t intend to let that happen. Unfortunately, how this drama plays out may not be up to me at all…

From the Inside Flap

Just Imagine... It's 2:17 AM.You've only slept 4 hours out of the past 48. You have a blinding headache that would make a migraine seem like a pleasant distraction. On top of that, the handful of aspirin you took for it 30 minutes ago is making your stomach churn in a very unpleasant way.Now, just imagine that even with all of that making your life a living hell, it doesn't end there. Instead of being at home where you can suffer in private, you are on the opposite side of town, standing smack dab in the middle of a disgustingly brutal crime scene--the third in as many days.Cops and evidence techs are watching with jaded expressions as you literally channel the final moments of the murder victim's life through your own mind and body, right before their eyes.The horror... The fear... The pain...You see and feel it all, as if your own isn't already enough...And, by the way, even though the cops asked you to be here, most of them think you belong in an institution, specifically one that is outfitted with padded walls.Yeah, I know... It sounds like some kind of nightmare, doesn't it? Well, welcome to my world. Be glad you aren't me because this curse that is my life doesn't stop at being a nightmare.No. It is all too real...My name is Rowan Gant, and I'm the unofficial Witch for the Greater Saint Louis Major Case Squad.I'd quit the job, but the dead won't let me...

About the Author

A member of the ITW (International Thriller Writers), M. R. Sellars is a relatively unassuming homebody who, in his own words, considers himself just a "guy with a lot of nightmares and a word processing program." He is the author of the award-winning Rowan Gant Investigations series, and recently launched the Special Agent Constance Mandalay series.

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