A Place Between Breaths

available November 26 on Amazon.com
Next week on Tuesday, November 26, my second novel, A Place Between Breaths, will be released -- hitting Amazon shelves first in Kindle* and paperback.  Soon after, it will be available at your local bookstore and library.

I'm very excited to share this story with you all -- and a bit nervous too.  While there are some mystical elements in this story, it's not as dreamy as Dream of Me.  Explaining exactly how this story created itself in my noggin is pretty much a spoiler, so if you really want to know, see me after you've read it.

Here's what the back of the book tells you:

When FBI Agent Rachel Mueller flies to Mexico’s Copper Canyon to recover the body of a missing American college student, she's partnered with Mexican federal agent Marius Suarez, a man she knew and loved years ago when he used an alias and worked undercover for the DEA. 
Working together while trying to sort out their troubled past, Rachel and Marius discover evidence of more murders – all committed by a man who sees himself as the reincarnate Tezcatlipoca, Aztec god of deception. As their investigation becomes complicated by corruption on both sides of the border, their renewed trust for each other is strained. 
Racing against a timetable that matches the Aztec calendar, their investigation leads them back through the myth of the gods, the crumbling streets of Juarez and into the deepest corners of the Copper Canyon. When the killer kidnaps his next victim, Rachel and Marius are forced to make their own choice: protect their growing love for each other, or sacrifice everything for the greatest love of all.

 To add it to your Goodreads to-read list, follow this link:  A Place Between Breaths on Goodreads

I look forward to hearing what you think!

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