Title: Dream Caller
Author: Michelle Sharp
Release Date: October 27, 2015
Series: Dream Seeker #3
Genre: Romantic Suspense, Contemporary Romance
Length: 188 Pages
Jordan and Ty are finally together, as in living together—mortgage and all. Now they intend to enjoy a little down time. They’ve purchased an aging horse ranch with plans to renovate, but their domestic bliss is put on hold when Ty is called in to investigate a murder case.
Coincidentally, an unusually graphic nightmare about a young college student’s murder catches Jordan by surprise. In the dream, Jordan can see the girl’s pretty blonde hair. She can see the snowy ravine the girl was strangled in. Most shockingly, this time she can even see the killers face.
Being at home and still on vacation is making it challenging to figure out how to connect with this latest victim, until Jordan visits Ty’s precinct and recognizes a young man in interrogation as the murderer.
When Ty insists the suspect is innocent, Jordan debates just how far into Ty’s career she can interfere. Influencing another cop’s investigation on the basis of a dream is a line she’s never dared to cross. Even if the other cop is the man she loves.
Making the situation all the more frustrating is the sexy, red-headed Isobel Riley from Missouri Highway Patrol who is partnering with Ty for the duration of the case. And Isobel is a lot more than a mere detective consultant—she’s Ty’s ex-lover.
“I’m going to ask you this one time and one time only. You better tell me the truth. Did you see David Benson kill Hailey King in a dream?”
She swallowed. Hard. Then nodded. “Yes. But I didn’t know it was your case at first.”
“But you figured it out.” He took a step back as the truth apparently started to fall into place for him. “And you figured it out Sunday when you saw David Benson in my office, didn’t you?”
She nodded again.
“Three days you’ve known, and you haven’t said a thing. How the hell could you do that?”
“Because . . .” She was unsure of the best way to defend her choice. “Because I’ve never let my dreams influence another cop’s decisions. Especially decisions as important as arresting a suspect for murder. What if I’m wrong?”
“I am not just another cop to you.” He was quiet, and motionless, for a long, miserable moment. Then he walked to the dresser, grabbed some clothes, and turned back toward her. “Or maybe I am. I guess I don’t really know what the hell I am to you. You sure as shit don’t seem to have a very high opinion of me.”
“That is not true.”
He came at her like a muscled wall of fury. “Isn’t it? I’ve tried to show you a hundred different ways that I understand your dreams. Still, you hide everything. Everything. Even vital information in a murder case.” He slapped a hand against his chest. “My murder case.”
“I’m sorry. I just wanted . . .” What? She didn’t have a good enough answer to justify lying to him. “To be normal, I guess.”
“Normal? What the fuck does that mean? I got news for you, babe: there isn’t one goddamned thing normal about either of us. My sister being murdered isn’t normal. Your family being murdered isn’t normal. Normal people don’t dream about the dead, and you know what, I don’t give a shit about normal. But I won’t be lied to.”
“I wasn’t trying to lie. I’m just afraid the dreams are going to drive a wedge between us.”
He let out a foul laugh. “Really? You think it’s the dreams driving a wedge between us?” He stepped closer and pinned her with a vicious look. “From the moment you helped me solve Tara’s murder, I have never been anything but fascinated by your dreams. I know they exist. I believe in them and I believe in you.”
He backed up, putting several feet between them. “See, the problem here is not me believing in you, it’s you believing in me. The fact that you don’t have enough faith in me to share an important truth about a case I’m working on says quite a bit, don’t you think? Then there’s the fact you seem to think I’m stupid enough to fall back into bed with Isobel just because she’s working in the same building. So don’t use the dreams as an excuse. They aren’t what’s driving a wedge between us. I’d say you’re doing a bang-up job of that all on your own.”
As most authors probably are, she is an avid reader. Growing up in St. Louis has made her a die-hard Cardinals fan, and having a child with Down Syndrome has made her passionate about any issue regarding special needs kiddos. She’s also a fairly big sucker when it comes to anything with fur or feathers. Michelle is a proud member of Romance Writers of America and Missouri Romance Writers. You can learn more about her at michellesharpbooks.com.
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