The “gift” that makes Ciara Liung the FBI’s prized secret weapon makes her existence more like a curse. Unable to bear human contact, she lives as a hermit, immersing herself in the water that gives her peace and amplifies her power.My Thoughts: Vivi Andrews has created a fun and compelling world where ghosts, magic and psychics exist and the employees of Karmic Consultants do their best to help the world with their strange gifts. I've thoroughly enjoyed the other books in this series and I've yet to run across a character that hasn't resonated with me in one way or another.
Her new FBI handler, though, only believes what he can see. The problem? Her gift—the ability to psychically locate stolen jewels—only works in the nude.
Special Agent Nathan Smith can’t believe he’s expected to babysit some psychic finder. Psychic…right. An undercover op gone wrong may have left him a desk jockey—and Ciara’s charms are more distracting than he cares to admit—but he’s a field agent at heart. She’s working some kind of angle. It’s just a matter of time before he unravels it.
Sent to Atlantic City to recover a ruby necklace for Monaco’s royal family, both finder and Fed are pushed outside their comfort zones, and discover more than they ever believed possible. And when a trap is sprung, they realize they stand to lose much more than a sparkly stone…
Warning: This book contains gambling, go-go dancers, public indecency, and every brand of trouble a troubled psychic can get into in America’s Playground.
Ciara's ability to find stolen goods is the one bright spot in her otherwise barren existence. She's come to terms with the fact that she'll never have a normal life and she's made the best of it. Nathan believes she's a fake and sets out to prove that she's been involved in the jewelry heists all along. She's pissed that he's maligning the one thing she good at.
I do wish the story had been a bit longer. I enjoyed all the buildup and seeing how prickly the two were around one another and wouldn't have minded it being drawn out a bit more. When things start happening, they come fast and furious. It worked, don't get me wrong, but I wouldn't have minded spending a little more time watching the two of them dance around one another.
Fun with an added side of public nudity. Plus, how can you go wrong with pink-clad go-go dancers with outrageous silver eyelashes? HOW?!?! You can't.
Other reviews in this series:
Book 1: The Ghost Shrink, the Accidental Gigolo and the Ghost Accountant
Book 2: The Ghost Exterminator
More books by Vivi Andrews