“A well-written psychological thriller. Told in part through the murderer’s eyes, we really get the feel of what a serial killer is like.”
–Juniper Grove on Blue Baby

Do serial killers and the FBI fascinate you? Do you like getting inside the minds of killers, or love being creeped out, sleeping with your eyes open, and feeling like you’re involved in murder investigations? Then the Brandon Fisher FBI series is for you! Join FBI agent and profiler Brandon Fisher and his team with the Behavioral Analysis Unit in their hunt for serial killers.

Each book in the series takes the reader inside the mind of a serial killer and uncovers his or her thought process and motivation. Each book also follows the execution of torture on the victims and their murders. And of course, each book preys on society’s fascination with serial killers.

Please enjoy the following excerpt from Chapter 12 of Remnants (Brandon Fisher FBI series):

Killing was the best sedative. Just knowing that the time was coming had allowed him to fall asleep the second his head had hit the pillow last night, and now the clock on his nightstand told him it was almost noon.

He got out of bed and opened the curtains, letting the sun spill in and blanket him in its warm glow. Closing his eyes, he bathed in its splendor. His breath was calm and deep as he got down onto his knees and spread his arms heavenward, giving thanks for not just another day but for the blessing of life. Not his, but what would be the beginning of another offering.

He remained there in a meditative state, letting his consciousness drift to the other realm, a place far too few visited or were even aware of. But it was in this stillness that he found his true self, his identity, and his purpose, where he became centered and focused on the seriousness of his mission.

He wrapped himself in a black robe and shuffled downstairs and out the back door. He stood on the patio facing the riverbank with his eyes closed.

As the sun warmed his eyelids, he imagined himself being carried up toward the sky, merging with the flames, the source of life, and shedding his human form. He knew that he belonged somewhere else—a different plane of existence—but the physical required roots. So for now, he was grounded.

He remained standing there until the sun ducked behind a cloud, the shadows casting over him. He opened his eyes and knew. It was time.

His stride was full of purpose as he returned inside to where he kept the man in a dimly lit room. He closed the door behind him and headed for the preparation room.

The man was standing, restrained at the wrists and ankles, and held up by a clasp around his neck. His arms and legs were stretched out like rays of sunshine. The offering was free to talk, but his spirit had become broken with the passage of time and he rarely whispered a word.

If you’re brave enough to tap into the dark side, Remnants is available in e-book, paperback, and hardcover.

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