We search for meaning. We look for purpose. We find faith and run from it.
"Gavin Reed was a dick first. Beautiful second."
Post-peaceful android revolution, Detective Gavin Reed has a new case: The son of the mayor was murdered. And not only that, but the chaotic private investigator and spiritual adviser Avery Fox stumbles into his crime scene, and now they have to work together, and he has to do his best trying to avoid catching feelings for her.
"You’re not a burden for needing support."
One year after Avery’s first day in the precinct, the duo has to work a case that stirs up Avery’s traumatic past. Two women were drowned. Is there a serial killer at work?
Can Avery admit to catching feelings not just for her grumpy detective colleague but also for Connor, her Android one? Why is Reed trying to hide his past from her?
„I am not failing another person I swore to protect.“
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A lot of rain, even more banter & your favorite trope slow (!!!) burn. This story is about trauma, how it changes us, and how we can learn to adapt to a life after. Oh, and there are paranormal elements.
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