MESSAGE in the BLOOD

TV reporter, Lacey Aniston, has been an enemy to Gabby since high school. When Lacey calls Gabby for help, she wants to say no at first. But Gabby uses her psychic gift to help people, that includes Lacey.
Lacey's sister has been kidnapped and it will take Gabby and her gift along with Dustin and Lucas to find her. After this case, nothing will be the same.
Book 6 in the Messages of Murder series.
Book 1: Message in the Bones
Book 2: Message in the Fire
Book 3: Message in the Grave
Book 4: Message in the Snow
Book 5: Message in the Box
Book 6: Message in the Blood Small town mystery readers, like you, say, "Gabby is back to getting into trouble in this fun and action-packed story. I read it in one day." Enjoy this excerpt:
Followed on the heels of Chief Simmons's unpleased welcome another familiar voice pipes in.
"Oh, heck no, you can't be in here," Coroner Gomez exclaims. "The press and the psychic? Simmons, what is wrong with your department?"
Lacey and I stand side by side. Aubry's blood stains the tip of my finger. I slide my gloves back on as quickly as possible. Gomez still sees the blood.
"You touched the blood?" Her voice drips with disgust.
Anything I can say will not fully explain what we were doing, at least not to these two.
"Sorry," I say lamely.
"Gabby, just get out." Simmons rubs his face in exasperation. "You, too, Lacey. And don't even think about reporting on what you've seen here."
Lacey straightens her back. "I'm not leaving. This is my sister's blood. She's in trouble and you need to find her."
Chief Simmons seems surprised by this information. "Aubry is missing? This is her place?"
Lacey nods sadly. "And that's her boyfriend over there. I found him when I came to check on Aubry. She didn't show up for Sunday night pizza."
Gomez is already kneeling near Brent's body. "You didn't touch anything in here, did you? Didn't try any of your hocus pocus stuff?"
I swallow hard. I have to tell the truth or compromise the scene and the case even further.
"I touched the bat, and Aubry's phone, and the door handle. That's it. We really were trying to be careful and respectful."
"That blood on your finger is careful and respectful?" she retorts, tossing her long french braid over her shoulder in agitation. Normally, Gomez bothers me. Tonight, I'm bothered by how correct she is. I really screwed this up.
"Just take my prints and my DNA and you can rule me out of anything." See what happens next in Message in the Blood.