Hazel Raven is a psychic with precognition abilities. She and her sisters have formed the Raven Agency (private investigators) to help find the lost and heal the broken.

However, when she foreshadows her sister’s disappearance, and arrives at the scene too late, she and her sisters hire the GLOBAL ALLIANCE COLIATION(G.A.C.) for assistance.

Brett Radcliffe is new to the Agency, brought in for his remote viewing capabilities. Finding one of the Raven sisters is his first assignment. He’s excited and at the top of his game, until he comes face to face with Hazel and a past he’s never quite forgotten.

Together they begin to unravel betrayal and treason in search of the missing sister and in the process, they find they are not only cut from the cloth, but they are the future of THE COLLECTIVE ORDER.

With their sister Savannah missing, the Raven sisters request help. That help comes in the form of Brett Radcliffe. Hazel and Brett have a bit of a past, precisely one night, thirteen years ago.

While Brett had looked for her it seemed no one knew who she was. Now they have to find Savannah before it’s too late. They discuss the circumstances where Brett may have felt Savannah as they were looking into a missing person at a coffee shop. Then Hazel’s vision, followed by her request he try to view her.

This is one of my favorite scenes.

“Have you had a vision about where she might be?”

Hazel nodded. “I’ve seen a large body of water, but not an ocean. It looks like a lake surrounded by mountains, and I heard children laughing in the background.”

“Anything else you can tell me, like is the area humid or cooler air?”

“It smelled like my great aunt’s cabin in upstate New York.”

“We’ll go with that,” he said. “I’ll need you to be quiet, unless I ask you a question, okay?”

Hazel nodded.

He rolled his neck and then closed his eyes, fingering each of the objects. The biggest thing he’d learned from his training at the Perception Project had been that he had other psychic talents. They weren’t prominent, and never would be, but they could enhance his viewing capabilities by honing the other ones.

The ability to feel other people’s emotions was one of his strongest subsets. Many called it being an empath, though others considered it to be clairsentience. He didn’t care what you called it, he hated it. Just like he hated feeling the concern rippling from Hazel’s body.

He focused on the connection between Hazel and her sister. A tunnel appeared, like in most viewing sessions. He used that tunnel to transport himself to wherever he needed to be. He saw a beam of light at the other end, and the tunnel walls went from grey, to brown, to a lush green.

He slowed his pace and soon he found himself standing on the ridge of a mountain overlooking a lake. He scanned the area, but didn’t see anything other than pretty greenery and a path.

He grabbed a long stick and headed down the trail. He heard the laughter of children running and playing. The faint sound of a tennis ball hitting the strings on a racket echoed between his ears. The roaring of an outboard engine tickled his senses. A rush of happiness edged its way into his body like a kid on a perpetual sugar high.

As he neared the bottom of the mountain, he saw wooden cabins nestled in the trees. A couple of young boys sat on a tree stump while others raced around, hurling insults at each other.

This wasn’t the right place.

“Did your sister ever attend summer camp?” He hated pulling himself even slightly from his view, but he had to understand why he’d been brought to this area.

“No. None of us did.”

He meandered his way through the cabins and found himself on what appeared to be a fire-access dirt road. Girls ran by, laughing. A young boy, maybe fourteen, smashed a tether ball with his fist. The girl standing on the other side jumped, nailing it with the palm of her hand, sending it back around the pole in the other direction.

Over here. A faint voice echoed from far away.

Over where? He wondered as he continued through an open field, surrounded by cabins. Some older, some newer. His own memories of his days at Camp Quest filled his brain. He walked for what seemed like forever until he came to a small beach. Across from the beach was a house. In the house, he saw Savanah.

You need to come in person, the voice rattled inside his mind. Get out of my view and just view the area. Tell Hazel, because I know she’s with you, that I’m fine, but that nothing is as it appears to be. Before he could channel the connection, it broke.
Talty, Jen. The Lost Sister: The Collective Order (The Raven Sisters Book 1) (pp. 19-21). Jupiter Press. Kindle Edition.

Things heat up in more ways than one as they try to get to Savannah before anything worse can happen to her.

A tangled and twisted story of how some will misuse the gifts these women have. Brett and Hazel have a bond and they both experience changes in their gifts.

A page-turning read, with lots of suspense, action and a sizzling romance!

5 Contented Purrs for Jen!

Jen Talty

Welcome to my World! I’m a USA Today Bestseller of Romantic Suspense, Contemporary Romance, and Paranormal Romance.

I first started writing while carting my kids to one hockey rink after the other, averaging 170 games per year between 3 kids in 2 countries and 5 states. My first book, IN TWO WEEKS was originally published in 2007. In 2010 I helped form a publishing company (Cool Gus Publishing) with NY Times Bestselling Author Bob Mayer where I ran the technical side of the business through 2016.

I’m currently enjoying the next phase of my life…the empty NESTER! My husband and I spend our winters in Jupiter, Florida and our summers in Rochester, NY. We have three amazing children who have all gone off to carve out their places in the world, while I continue to craft stories that I hope will make you readers feel good and put a smile on your face.