Dan Peterson and never given much thought to death ghosts or the afterlife. But now thanks to a U-turn in an empty parking lot, the death of a mysterious stranger, and a park bench where Mark Twain sits reading Huckleberry Finn, the dimensions after death is all Dan Peterson can think about. He has become obsessed with trying to solve a murder but has absolutely no idea where to begin. He is trying to survive in a world where the rules of polite society no longer apply. The boundaries between the living and the dead have become blurred and Dan's only chance to find peace in this new world is...

You remember when you were a kid and on the first day of school the teacher made you stand up in front of the class and introduce yourself to everyone? I hated that teacher. If this were to happen to me now, Id still hate this. What can I say to sound even remotely interesting? Hello, my name is Hayley Allen. I'm twenty-eight years old, I live in California and Im an ex-cop turned bounty hunter. I'm great with guns, a martial arts pro and I have a very weird obsession with Mexican food. Also, lately I have seem to develop a second, not so weird, obsession with a huge, muscled, gorgeous,...