<b>HISTORY HAS A WAY OF REPEATING ITSELF, EVEN FOR TELEPATHS. ... </b><p></p><p>As a Level Eight telepath, I am the best police interrogator in the department. But I'm not a cop - I never will be - and my only friend on the force, Homicide Detective Isabella Cherabino, is avoiding me because of a telepathic link I created by accident.</p><p></p><p>And I might not even be an interrogator for much longer. Our boss says unless I pull out a miracle, I'll be gone before Christmas. I need this job, damn it. It's the only thing keeping me sane.</p><p></p><p>Parts for illegal Tech - the same parts used to bring the world to its knees in the Tech Wars sixty years ago - are being hijacked all over the city. Plus Cherbino's longtime nemesis, a cop killer, has resurfaced with a vengeance. If I can stay alive long enough, I just might be able to prove my worth, once and for all...<br> </p>
