Deep In Death: A Shelby Nichols Adventure - Plot & Excerpts
After a few deep breaths, my heart slowed, but my legs still shook. What was going on? Had I really smelled gardenias again? Needing to put some distance between me and that building, I headed toward the courtyard that was at the middle of the building complex. The center of the courtyard held a large fountain surrounded with trees, shrubbery and flowers. Hearing the pleasant gurgle of water soothed me, and I questioned my sanity. Was my mind playing tricks on me? I sat on a bench to collect myself and tried to reason it through. There had to be a logical explanation for all of it. Feeling the chill in the air and smelling those flowers was all in my head. For some reason, I’d personalized Darcy’s death, probably because we had so much in common. So it was only natural that I’d feel a connection to her and my imagination was just overdoing it. That’s all…no way was she haunting me. Only…now I had a clue I couldn’t ignore.
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