Perfect Trust: A Rowan Gant Investigation
Just Imagine... It's2:17 AM.You've only slept4 hoursout of the past48. 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 theunofficialWitch for the Greater Saint Louis Major Case Squad.I'd quit the job, but the dead won't let me...