Wednesday, August 5, 2009

I Can See You by Karen Rose


Eve Wilson has been attacked, kidnapped, and died...twice. She has the scars to prove it and after many years of hiding, she's decided to take control of her life She attends graduate school by date and tends bar at night. She doesn't date, she doesn't want anyone to get that close, but if she did, she'd want to date Detective Noah Webster.

Detective Noah Webster is a recovering alcoholic. He only goes into Sal's bar to see Eve, even if she doesn't know it. He doesn't drink anything but tonic water, and he never gets the nerve to approach her. Noah lost his wife and son years ago in an accident, and when he hit rock bottom he drank. Everytime he leaves Sal's he swears he won't go back, but the lure of Eve is just too hard to ignore sometimes.

One of Eve's projects for school is to moderate addiction to online virtual communities. However, Eve's test subjects seem to keep dying of apparent suicides. She doesn't know whom to turn to, so she turns to Noah. Noah's seen the suicide scene before. Each scene is exactly the same, down to the way the shoes fall on the floor. They determine the victims were murdered and they are looking for a serial killer.

But Eve's involvement in the case gives her more information than the killer finds comfortable and she soon finds herself on his list as his next victim. But will Noah figure out who the killer is before it's too late and he loses yet another woman he loves?

I Can See You is a first-rate top-notch romantic suspense thriller. Karen Rose is at the top of her game! Just when you think you have it all figured out, another twist occurs that has you re-thinking. With so many virtual communities out there, the premise is really scary and close to home. An awareness to really watch what you type and say online. You never know who is watching!! I Can See You is absolutely wonderful and riveting!!

I'm giving away 3 copies here! Deadline to enter is August 7, so hurry!!

1 comment:

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