When Fallon Jones took over the family business, he moved Jones & Jones
headquarters to Scargill Cove, a secluded coastal town in Northern
California. The Cove suits him just fine, as a confirmed recluse . . .
and as an investigator of the paranormal. The Cove is a hot spot, a
convergence point for unusually strong currents of energy, which might
explain why the town draws misfits and drifters like moths to a flame.
Isabella Valdez is used to changing apartments, jobs, even names and
Social Security numbers at the drop of a hat -- but this is too much.
She's been framed by some very dangerous men. They may be behind the
disappearance of her grandmother. And now they've sent their thugs after
Isabella. She would be dead if her gift of intuition hadn't told her to
run. So she's fled to California -- and found employment with Fallon
Jones. It's been only a few days, but Fallon doesn't remember life
before his new assistant. Isabella's already organized his
pathologically chaotic office, and she doesn't bat an eye at the psychic
aspect of his job. She's a kindred spirit, sanctuary from a world that
considers his talents a form of madness. The surest sign that he's
falling for her? He doesn't even mind her cheery personality. But after
a routine case unearths an antique clock infused with dark energy,
Fallon and Isabella are dragged into the secret history of Scargill
Cove. Next thing they know, they're fighting for their lives in an
abandoned underground lab -- not exactly an ideal first date. Now their
lives depend on the combined strength of their powers as they unravel a
cutthroat conspiracy with roots in the Jones family business . . . and
Isabella's family tree.
