This first in a projected thriller series introduces an appealing FBI agent whose striking mismatched eyes signal her uneven psychic powers.
FBI Agent Bernadette Saint Clare isn’t happy when she’s transferred from Louisiana to the tiny St. Paul, Minn., bureau, even though a juicy case—a serial killer who chops off his victims’ hands—has just appeared. Still, she knows why she’s being stuck in the basement office. Although the petite blonde agent also uses conventional FBI crime-solving techniques, she has access to special powers that make her bosses uneasy. In a convincing backstory, it is revealed that Saint Clare had a twin, with whom she shared a psychic connection. The two girls honed this connection through practice, until they could see through each other’s eyes. That changed the day Saint Clare’s sister was facing death at the hands of a drunk driver. At the crucial moment, the dying twin “bucked off” her sister’s vision to the driver, saddling Saint Clare with the mixed blessing of being able to see through a killer’s eyes. What she sees when she handles items belonging to mutilated victims brings her visions of Biblical revenge, and ultimately to an action-filled shoot-out. But while the facile prose makes for quick reading, the author takes a few missteps. Saint Clare’s vision, for example, is repeatedly referred to as “unreliable,” and references are made to cases fouled by psychic blunders. However, no such prior cases are cited, and the agent’s two losses, her sister’s death and her husband’s suicide, don’t seem relevant. On a lesser note, the final shoot-out is artificially extended, as first Saint Clare hesitates in taking her shot and then is oddly debilitated by her vision. And when a red herring turns into a goofy ghost, the paranormal elements begin to seem like a deus ex machina for an author who has written herself into a corner.
A fun debut whose plot bumps and stumbles.