My name is Rowan Gant, and it has been far too many days since I have heard the voices inside my head... No, I'm not insane-at least I hope I'm not. Actually, what I am is a Witch with a rare talent, even for Witches. I can hear the voices of the dead-murder victims, to be specific. Personally, I consider it less a talent and more a curse, especially given all the grief it brings me. But the cops think otherwise, which is why I find myself consulting for them on a regular basis. In fact, the running joke is that they should just go ahead and give me a badge. I sometimes fear they might make good on that threat. However, like I said, it has been a while since any dead people have so much as given me the time of day. I'll be honest, even though I never really wanted them to talk to me in the first place, now that they have stopped it seems almost like a piece of me is missing-a big piece. As fate would have it, at the same time I've become persona non grata with the dead, it looks...

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