Review/Excerpt–Through His Eyes by Deborah Camp

Two psychics – one serial killer.

Someone is stalking women and murdering them in

Key West.

Levi Wolfe and Trudy Tucker join forces to help

identify the murderer and stop him. Levi can channel

the deceased victims and Trudy can tap into the

mind of the killer. As a psychic detective team,

they’re formidable. As lovers, they discover that

they’re insatiable.

But if Trudy can see through the killer’s eyes, can the

killer see her?

I decided to review this book because I remembered Deborah Camp from her Harlequin days. I had fond memories of her books, but I hadn’t read anything from Deborah for years. I DO NOT remember anything like Through His Eyes being written for Harlequin. WOW!! Trudi and Levi are a couple of extremely unique and complicated characters. Trudi has her own little quirks, like she drives a huge RV around with her chihuahua, Mouse. She was a fairly balanced woman though, for a woman who receives the thoughts of killers.

Leviticus “Levi” Wolfe, however, is just a whole barrel full of ego, issues, and secrets. I thought I had kinda, sorta figured Levi out until Deborah Camp decided to drop a HUGE bomb on  my head at the very end. I gasped and cussed and threw things and called Deborah everything but the “Son of God.” Look at her author’s picture. Go ahead. Does she look evil to you? Ha, don’t be fooled. EVIL!!!

The story behind Levi and Trudi was riveting, scary, complicated and extremely sexual. Lord, have mercy, Levi was quite the Lothario. Once again I do NOT remember this aspect in Deborah’s earlier books. I was surprised and greatly appreciative. This is NOT a Harlequin, this is not a anything near sweet book. This is a very, very adult book. This is also a fantastically written, absolutely nerve wracking, addictive, scream at the characters book. I enjoyed every new gray hair I received from Through His Eyes. I must admit, I have never, ever read anything like it. And I have definitely NEVER run across a character like Levi. I can only imagine that when he first appeared to Deborah, she might have sought professional help. Whew, big bag full of issues.

I recommend this book, I heartily recommend this book, but I will warn you that you are going to get mad, This is in no way an easy book. It is dark, there is humor, and it did make me smile and chuckle. But Levi is going to make you say very, very bad words. I have already threatened to camp out on Deborah’s front yard if she is the least bit slow about getting the second book out. Oh, and there BETTER be a second book. Well done Deborah Camp, but your job is not yet complete. Write woman, write!

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The six white squares of paper lay like fallen tombstones on the table. Slowly, almost ponderously, Trudy Tucker moved her left hand toward them. Her tapered fingers hovered two or three inches above the table, and then she moved her hand back and forth as she closed her eyes.

Within seconds, the tingling blossomed in her fingertips, but she continued the sweeping movement as the sensation traveled up her arm. Because she wanted to be certain. She had to be certain. Lives depended on it. A dark substance poured through her mind and she felt as if it coated her face until she thought she might be smothered by it. She sucked in a breath and willed herself not to panic. This was all part of the process, she told herself. She had been schooled in this. She could control this now.

The comforting words she repeated to herself settled her, soothed her, so that she could push through the discomfort and decipher the signals that tingled from her fingertips to her brain. Flickering scenes of horror passed behind her eyelids. She made herself look. She made herself see. Although everything within her screamed for her to turn away, to block out the inhuman scenes, she stayed there. She observed. She witnessed until she was secure in what she was sensing and in what she now knew to be true.

Plucking four of the white squares from the others, she opened her eyes again. The police interrogation room swam into view, reminding her of what was expected of her and that she wasn’t alone. She had an audience of two people and she quelled the feeling of being looked at as if she were a circus freak. Methodically, she moved the two remaining pieces of paper farther apart. The tingling remained strong, winding its way along her whole hand and twisting up to her wrist. Yes, she had it right.

“These two are definitely involved,” she said, looking across the table at the police detectives who watched her intently. “I feel strongly that the one on the right is the murderer and the other one watched. I . . . I believe they both raped . . . I mean, I know that they both raped the woman.” She took a deep, cleansing breath to erase the rest of the dark blot from her mind. “But this man . . .” She tapped her index finger on one of the mug shots. “This man strangled her.” She pushed the others across the table toward the two detectives, eager to be done with them. The youngest officer, Ramon Martinez, reached out and flipped over the pictures.

“Well, I’ll be damned.” Detective Hal Bernardo chuckled. “Look at that.”

Martinez eyed Trudy with dark brown eyes that called her everything but honest. “How’d you do that? Who you been talking to out there?” He jerked his head in the direction of the squad room.

“No one,” Trudy said, keeping her voice and gaze level..

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Author of more than 50 novels, Deborah lives in Oklahoma. She has been a full-time writer since she graduated from the University of Tulsa. Her background as a reporter for newspapers helped her to write fast and enjoy research. After she sold her first few books, she quit newspaper work to become a freelance writer and novelist. Deborah's first novel was published in the late 1970s and her books have been published by Jove, New American Library, Harlequin, Silhouette, and Avon. She has been inducted into the Oklahoma Authors Hall of Fame and she is a charter member of the Romance Writers of America. She is also a member of the Author's Guild. She was the first recipient of the Janet Dailey Award.

Through His Eyes(April, 2012) is her first romantic suspense book. It has paranormal elements and is erotic. She plans at least two more books featuring Levi Wolfe and Trudy Tucker.

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