Phantom Dreams

Phantom Dreams

  T.K. Harris

Release Date:  June 7th

 Mystery Thriller

 GMTA Publishing LLC

Presented by:  As You Wish Tours

Cover Design by:  Benjamin Poelman and Tipping Point

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FBI Special Agent Jack Matthews finds himself on yet another serial killer case, having barely recovered from the last disastrous hunt. Still stiff from a gun shot wound in his leg, under investigation for a botched job, and having lost his fiancée when she walked out on him, Jack is beginning to wonder if it isn’t time to move on to something new. But, for Jack, these cases are personal and he can’t say no. 

Marketing specialist Kathy Gilliam leads a fairly boring life. If she’s not working or caring for her ailing father, then she is doing whatever it takes to avoid going anywhere near crowds of people. Her few distractions include her friend Margo Longfellow, occasional hiking trips, and her increasingly alarming dreams of women dying.

As her nightmares cause her to begin to doubt her sanity, the media releases news of the “Coast-to-Coast Killer” and Kathy discovers her dreams may be related. In a moment of panic, Kathy does something that places her on the FBI’s “persons of interest” list. Suddenly, her life is set on a collision course with Jack who must decide if Kathy is the killer or destined to become a victim.

EXCERPT FOUR

He hadn't meant to kill her.  No. No. No.   Tom stared down at the woman, first turning his head one way and then another, fascinated by the way the moonlight glinted against the blood pooling out around her.  He was just angry, but Tom didn't understand why.  He just really wanted to get away, go back home.  It had been so long since Tom had been home.

Stepping over the body, he walked forward, trying to decide where he had brought Tom this time.  They were in an alleyway.  Across the street, he could see what looked like a hospital or doctor's office of some kind. But what city?  What state?

Tennessee, the man in his head told him.

Yes. Yes.  Still Tennessee.  Hmm.  Why are we here?

To find the girl, remember?

Right.  The girl.  Woman actually.  Tom turned around and looked at the woman on the ground, the full moon shining clearly on her face.  It's not her, he thought.

I KNOW!

Tom winced at the pain in his head, wishing he would just go away.  But he wouldn't.  Even before Tom had killed his mother all those years ago, the man had been in his head, slowly taking more and more of his memory and control away.  Hours and even days now passed that Tom no longer remembered.

He took another look at the mental image of the man in his head.  Mr. Mustache, he called him when Tom thought he wasn't listening.  Tom had seen black and white pictures of men with mustaches like his.  The man looked to be Tom's age, but wore clothes he had never seen except in movies.  Why did he dress so weird?

Can we go home yet?

No.

Tom sighed, taking one last look at the dead woman before he started walking.  In his mind, he could still see the fear in her face.  He smiled at the thought, looking around as he emerged from the alleyway into the busy street.  At least, they were in a city this time.  Another thought widened his smile.  Maybe there was a Starbucks nearby!

He began to whistle as he crossed the road, remembering her screams

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T.K. Harris was born in California and lived a gypsy sort of life traveling the world as a military brat. She has been writing since she was a child and as had several short stories published by various magazines, including one in Woman's World. She currently lives and works in Colorado as a Senior Solutions Architect and IT Instructor and has recently had her first novel, Phantom Dreams, published. She is looking forward to her next two books, already outlined and partially written. You can find out more at: http://www.tkharrisonline.com. 

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