The Dirt on Ninth Grave 'If you enjoy Janet Evanovich's Stephanie Plum, you will certainly enjoy Charley Davidson.' Suspense Magazine
Working in a New York diner, Jane Doe is a girl with no memory of who she is or where she comes from. So when she begins to realize she can see dead people, she's more than a little taken aback . . .
Stranger still are the people entering her life: they seem to know things about her, things they hide. Her saving grace is the diner's fry cook, a devastatingly handsome man with a breathtaking smile and a scalding touch. With him close by, she feels almost safe. But no one can outrun their past, and the more lies that swirl around her - especially from the man she was beginning to trust - the more disoriented she becomes.
To find her identity and recover what she's lost will take all her courage and a touch of the power she feels flowing like electricity through her veins, but she's up to the challenge. In fact, she almost feels sorry for that devil in blue jeans - the disarming fry cook who lies with every breath he takes. She will get to the bottom of what he knows if it kills her. Or him. Either way.
'Hilarious and heartfelt . . . I'm begging for the next one!' J.R. Ward