Title: I was Murdered Last Night
Series: Olivia Brown Mystery #1
Author: A.J. Gallant
Genre: Paranormal, Mystery
Murder mystery meets the paranormal.
Anita’s vacation in New York City ends tragically when she’s killed in Central Park, but instead of the end, it’s only the beginning. Her soul remains at the death scene trying hard to process what happened.
And there are other ghosts here that don’t seem to be much help. And, of course, the new reality of being a ghost does not sit well with Anita.
What is she supposed to do now?
Why can’t she go into the light? She appears connected to Detective Olivia Brown, the detective assigned to solve her murder. Is she supposed to help her or is something else going on?
Will the crime go unsolved? Does it even matter now that she’s dead? Or can Detective Olivia Brown get to the bottom of what happened that night in the park?
And can there be romance on the other side?
At three hours after midnight, all was quiet in the hotel room, Olivia was in REM sleep and dreaming. Her eyes were darting around under her lids. -
Olivia was making her way through the thick forest, and snow was falling, and it crunched under her feet. The woods looked stark, black and white though the precipitation made it pretty enough. -
She wasn’t on any path, and it was rough going, the terrain was uneven, and the detective was also on an incline. The further she went, the more difficult the trek. She looked down at her feet; the snow was quite a bit deeper now, and she was suddenly wearing old wooden snowshoes. -
Tweet, tweet, tweedily tweet. -
A red cardinal flew past her and landed in a birch tree, a beautiful spot of color with the white environment that surrounded her. -
It jumped several times, knocking snow from the branch to the ground. Olivia had a sense that the bird wanted her to pursue it, and so she did though the going was slow as the incline got steeper. -
“What’s this?” A splotch of blood in the snow, but no way to tell if it originated from an animal or human. Olivia perceived a faint sound and it was necessary to listen intently. The Cardinal remained silent as if allowing her to hear whatever it was. -
She bent closer to the base of the tree near the blood where she observed a watch strap and part of the face of the watch, and when Olivia pulled it out, she could see that there was blood on it. So it was human blood. -
A thin hand appeared from beneath the snow and grabbed her wrist, shaking free of it and then stood up. The bird tweeted again, wanting her to follow it and so she did. -
The slope now almost impossible to climb, but now Olivia could see the top and so kept going. As she struggled to move forward, she was able to smell burning wood, the moderate wind blowing it in her direction. -
A. J. Gallant, owned by a Siamese cat named Moon Diamond (who may or may not be a vampire), compels A. J. to get up every morning at five to take him for a walk so that he can see what's going on in the neighborhood.
The writing spark was first initiated by reading the works of Harlan Ellison. He's the creator of more than a dozen screenplays.
He releases 2 to 3 books a year.
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