Devil May Ride

Sadie Novak is blessed with the gift of second sight. More of a curse, really, when you’re the owner of a crime scene cleanup company and can’t get through a job without the ghost of a murder victim or two popping in for a chat.
Sadie and her sexy partner Zack find themselves knee-deep in trouble on their latest job when they stumble over evidence of a chilling cult ritual in an abandoned meth lab where Sadie comes face to face with an evil spirit unlike any she's ever seen before. And it’s no coincidence that a depleted stash of stolen cash turns up at her next crime scene just in time to convince a gang of meth-deprived bikers that Sadie made off with their money.
With a hell-raising band of bikers hot on her heels, Sadie has to act fast. She knows the threads are all connected—but how? It’s a shock to discover that everything is linked back to her own family—and a secret so dark it makes gossiping with ghosts look like child’s play…

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The Caterpillar and Alice looked at each other for some time in silence: at last the Caterpillar took the hookah out of its mouth, and addressed her in a languid, sleepy voice.There seemed to be no use in waiting by the little door, so she went back to the table, half hoping she might find another key on it, or at any rate a book of rules for shutting people up like telescopes: this time she found a little bottle on it.

Alice did not quite know what to say to this: so she helped herself to some tea and bread-and-butter, and then turned to the Dormouse, and repeated her question. “Why did they live at the bottom of a well?”

Alice did not quite know what to say to this: so she helped herself to some tea and bread-and-butter, and then turned to the Dormouse, and repeated her question. “Why did they live at the bottom of a well?”

The Caterpillar and Alice looked at each other for some time in silence: at last the Caterpillar took the hookah out of its mouth, and addressed her in a languid, sleepy voice.There seemed to be no use in waiting by the little door, so she went back to the table, half hoping she might find another key on it, or at any rate a book of rules for shutting people up like telescopes: this time she found a little bottle on it.

Joyful and beautiful adventure. It will take you to landscapes never seen before!
Tiffany James
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