What turns a reverend into an amateur sleuth?
Few people have ever experienced a connection like the one Reverend Cici Gurule and her sister had.
The women weren’t just twins; they were identical.
Yes, were.
Cici knew the exact moment her sister had died because Cici had passed out in her apartment.
She’d swear until the day she died her sister said her name in a soft, broken voice as her own mind had switched off.
Now, Cici must learn to live without her sister . . .
…and deal with an unsolved murder and a cold trail.