‘If you enjoy Janet Evanovich’s Stephanie Plum, you will certainly enjoy Charley Davidson.’ Suspense Magazine
Working in a New York diner, Jane Doe is a girl with no memory of who she is or where she comes from. So when she begins to realize she can see dead people, she’s more than a little taken aback . . .
Stranger still are the people entering her life: they seem to know things about her, things they hide. Her saving grace is the diner’s fry cook, a devastatingly handsome man with a breathtaking smile and a scalding touch. With him close by, she feels almost safe. But no one can outrun their past, and the more lies that swirl around her – especially from the man she was beginning to trust – the more disoriented she becomes.
To find her identity and recover what she’s lost will take all her courage and a touch of the power she feels flowing like electricity through her veins, but she’s up to the challenge. In fact, she almost feels sorry for that devil in blue jeans – the disarming fry cook who lies with every breath he takes. She will get to the bottom of what he knows if it kills her. Or him. Either way.