After she reads a corpse pulled from the river, Detective and Death Witch Mallory Mors is visited by its waterlogged ghost. As the clues dry up, she’s attacked with magic even in her dreams. If she can’t close the case, she’ll never be safe again.
I’m a southern boy who would prefer to remain a teenager but whose body isn’t cooperating. I wrote my first (unpublished, aka bad) novel 35 years ago. My second has done better. Military SF, military history and sword & sorcery pour from my fingers.