THE ALIENIST with a paranormal twist.
In Gilded Age New York City, Amelia Matthew uses her modest psychic talent to make a living. After a head injury leaves her with overwhelming new abilities, she’s imprisoned in the notorious insane asylum on Blackwell’s Island. Each day brings her closer to true madness—especially after she stumbles into a deadly conspiracy: someone in the asylum is helping rich men eliminate unwanted wives. Permanently. It’s no longer just her sanity and freedom at stake. Amelia must master her gift and find the killer before more women die—or she may be next.
She had him. She was sure of it. Amelia studied the young man from beneath her eyelashes. He perched on the edge of his seat, hunched forward and eyeing the deck of cards as though it were a coiled serpent. She let the weight of the moment hang for another breath, then slid the stack across the table with an abrupt little movement. He flinched. The corner of her mouth twitched, but she smothered the smile before it could emerge.
“We might try again,” Amelia said, her tone warm and encouraging. “Perhaps the second card will reveal what the first could not.”
He swallowed hard and reached to cut the deck with a hand that did not quite tremble.
Amelia gave the cards a final shuffle. Their worn edges, full of tiny nicks and creases, were readable as labels. With the barest glance, she chose the card she wanted. A practiced flick of her fingers floated it to the top.
She drew and turned: the Chariot, reversed. She sighed, a hint of regret in the sound.
His head jerked up. “What do you see?”