TITLE: The Switcher Chronicles
GENRE: Adult Urban Fantasy
Cade, a body switcher has been hired to serve a jail term in place of his client, Harlan Ambrose, and no one can know who he really is. His sister, Daphne, arrives to visit him after he gets hurt.
"Would you please stop saying you're my sister? Harlan Ambrose doesn’t have a sister.”
“You’re referring to yourself in the third person now?”
The twinkle in Daphne's eyes made me want to shake her until her ears rang.
I waved my hand in front of my chest, gesturing broadly to the body I was wearing. “I don’t have a sister.”
“I know you don’t have a sister. You know you don’t have a sister. And believe me, your friend the guard knows you don’t have a sister.” She smiled at Sanford, and, I swear, she fluttered her eyelashes. I had never seen anyone do that. “I think he assumes I’m a Scarlett-visiting-Rhett-in-jail kind of sister.”
“And that’s funny to you?” I was blushing like Ambrose had never blushed in his life. She could fake-flirt; she was looking at a stranger’s face. All I saw was my sister, and I thought I might throw up.
Her eyes stopped twinkling, and her smile disappeared. “Something has to be funny.” She leaned closer and glared. “Your nose is broken.”
“You came here to tell me my nose is broken? I know my nose is broken. I was there when it happened. How do you know my nose is broken?”