About Eye Spy
Written by Drew Zachary
77 pages / 33000 words
ISBN: 978-1-60370-018-4, 1-60370-018-8
Available file types - html, lit, pdf, prc
Private eye DB has a pretty unusual partner. Jesse’s been in his office a lot longer than he has, hanging around like ghosts kinda have to. They do pretty well together, playing chess and solving cases, which Jesse figures is better than an eternity popping in and out of walls.
The new case they take seems pretty average, but it turns out to be more than they bargain for. DB and Jesse end up embroiled in a murder investigation, one that might leave an innocent man in jail if they don’t get it solved. They have a lot more to learn about each other, too, but can a man and a ghost find any common ground to touch on?
Review
Kiernan Kelly, popular Torquere Press author, writes:
DB has it pretty rough at the moment. Cash is tight, and he’s barely keeping his detective agency afloat. He’s had to let his receptionist go, which leaves even more work for him to do. A big rival agency, one with money and all the investigative bells and whistles, had been scoring all the big gigs, leaving barely enough crumbs for DB to stay in business.
But, as bad as DB has it, Jesse has it worse. For starters, he’s a ghost. He can’t be seen by anyone except other ghosts and DB, and he can’t be touched by anyone at all, which puts a serious damper on the poor guy’s sex life.
Lucking out on a juicy case, DB and Jesse solve one small mystery only to be saddled with an even bigger one, in which an innocent man’s life hangs in the balance.
As they work as a team to get to the bottom of things, the chemistry between DB and Jesse begins to sizzle. Can DB and Jesse find a way to be together and establish a real relationship, even is one of them is a ghost?
Drew Zachary pens a clever, witty tale in EYE SPY. From the very first page, the reader is thrust into the seedy world of the private detective. With rich imagery and finely tuned characters, Drew Zachary draws the reader into a terrific detective story, giving it a unique supernatural twist. DB and Jesse will quickly insinuate themselves into your heart, and you’ll find yourself rooting for them not only to solve the mystery, but to find a way to be together. Funny, sweet, and hot, EYE SPY will have you turning the pages until the very last, and wishing for more.
Sample
DB turned on his computer and sat, flipping through the appointment book as he tugged a Camel out of his shirt pocket.
"You're late," a voice behind him said. "And you shouldn't smoke in the office."
He tried very hard not to jump at the voice. "What? No good morning? No how are you today?" He lit up, taking a long drag. Better than fucking coffee, that was. "Besides, it's my office."
"So you say." There was a long pause and the voice turned a little whiney. "Seriously, don't do that. It's rude."
Rude. Right. DB rolled his eyes and sat back. He took another drag and started to blow smoke rings.
"Show off." There was a long-suffering sigh and then, "Good morning. How are you today? Where the hell is Ginny? Why isn't there any coffee? Are we going to work today?"
God, he hated it when Jesse only half followed along. "I have a headache. Ginny doesn't work here anymore, which is why there's no coffee -- you don't drink coffee anyway so why are you complaining? We sure as hell had better be working today or we won't have an office anymore, either. Why the hell am I saying we? I. I better be working or I won't have an office. And stop hovering over my shoulder – you know I hate that!"
"And I hate you flaunting your lovely nicotine at me! Can't smoke, either." Jesse came out from behind him and moved to the client chair, sitting down with the same careful precision he always used when he was acting normal. He looked pretty solid today, too, instead of half-there. "I liked the smell of Ginny's coffee, is all," he said, eyeing the latest smoke ring as it floated above his head.
"I'm not flaunting, I'm smoking. There's a difference." Okay, so maybe the smoke rings had been showing off. But it just wasn't right for a ghost to nag you over your bad habits.