No Rest For Wicked

Psychic.

What a joke.

The only thing I can be sure of these days are the three men who have somehow battered their way past my walls and forced me to, dare I say it, start feeling things.

Well...them, and my trusty trash panda partners in crime. But they've always had my heart.

I must have kissed their asses real good, because instead of wanting to kill me, I think they might actually kind of like me.

Circumstances, that were set in motion by my murderous stalker, have thrown my entire world off kilter. People I thought I could trust are acting shady, secrets are being exposed, and things I thought were resolute and irrevocable are suddenly not.

The deeper my sleuthing takes me, the more everything seems to be unraveling from my grip, regardless of how desperately I try to hold it into place.

With the help of the department's three best detectives, I'm going to find out who's doing this to me and I will bring them to justice. No matter who it is.

There's no rest for Wicked, because I see their lies...

And I have a big mouth.