Unfortunately, another case has fallen into her lap—one with dangerous implications. Some very insistent men want Charley to hunt down a witness who is scheduled to testify against their boss, a major player in the local crime syndicate. If Charley doesn't come up with an address in 48 hours, the people closest to her will start to disappear.
Add to that a desperate man in search of the soul he lost in a card game, a dogged mother determined to find the ghost of her son, and a beautiful, young Deaf boy haunted by his new ability to see the departed as clearly as he sees the living, and Charley has her hands full. The fact that Reyes has caught on to her latest venture only adds fuel to the inferno that he is. Good thing for Charley she's used to multi-tasking and always up for a challenge…especially when that challenge comes in the form of Reyes Farrow.
In this latest installment, you are tossed back into the fun world of Charley Davidson and her hotter than hell boyfriend, Reyes. (*SWOON*) Some very important things come to light in this book and Kristyn and I decided to take a moment to discuss this points. SPOILER FREE, of course!
Kristyn: I have given this lots of thought since reading this book and I just cant think of anything I would want to be. I do love Catherines answer of chopsticks. I wish I would have thought of it first! Does it have to be an eating utensil? is there any other type of utensil? How about a grater. That seems like it fits me.
What was the moment that you fell even more in love with Reyes in this book? I know, I know. Reyes is a swoon-worthy son of Satan, and there were TONS. What is your favorite moment?
I fell hard.
What are your thoughts on Cookie's crush on Ubie?
Catherine: I'll be honest. This is odd to me. I love Ubie and I love Cookie. I just hope it doesn't change the Charley and Cookie dynamic, you know? I will say his reaction to the last attempt was HILARIOUS. I love that Charley was the victim. Made me giggle out loud!
Thoughts on Charley's Dad jumping ship?
Catherine: I think he is dying. Or running from the law. Or sold his soul to the devil. Oh hell, I have NO clue. I know he is lying. I just don't know why.
If you could choose one character to have Darynda pen a spin-off with; who would it be?
Catherine: Swopes! Garrett is such an ass and I love it! I think he has a really interesting story to tell.
Words on Wong?
Catherine: Kris and I have discussed this man a LOT. More than my dear Reyes this book. (He has his hands a little full with Charley right now!) Mr. Wong leaves me a little wordless. I know he has an important part in Charley's life - I just can't figure out what. And believe me, it is frustrating.
Final Thoughts?/Favorite Lines
Catherine: I think this series is wrapping up. I feel like we were given a LOT of information and unanswered questions in this installment. I think it is all leading up to the end of the series. This would make me very sad, but having read how she ended her YA trilogy, I have no fear that this woman knows JUST how to end it for us insane fans.
"Yeah, never bungee jump. Reality isn't the only thing that hits you in the face."
Seconds after I spoke his name, Reyes walked into his bedroom, and I looked across the open space directly from my room into his.
He waited for me to continue.
"I feel like there's something missing from my bedroom."
A dimple appeared at the corner of his mouth. "You don't say."
"Any idea what that might be?"
He glanced around my room as well, then shrugged. "I can't imagine."
"Oh, wait," I said, stepping from my room into his, "wasn't there something here? Like, I don't know, a wall or something?"
He looked up. "You could be right. I do seem to remember a barrier of some kind here."
"Yep," I said, stepping closer, "I definitely remember a partition separating our apartments." When his only response was a mischievous tilt of his full mouth, I asked, "Where did you put my wall?"
He crossed his arms over his chest and leaned against his doorframe. "What makes you think I took it?"
"It was there this morning."
"And that means I took it? Maybe you just misplaced it. Where exactly did you see it last?"
I pressed my lips together. "You tore down my wall."
The smile he wore could've charmed the panties off a nun. Completely unrepentant, he admitted, "I tore down your wall.”