The Shadow Collector: Natalya & Owen

HAVEN'T YOU WONDERED?\nUndercover, on skid row . . .\nOwen Brophy, summoned by a street psychic, is alarmed when she knows his real name—and unnerved by her obstinate question: "Who did you abandon back home?" Home. The Okanagan Valley. Owen hasn't been there since he was a kid. Hasn't seen his oldest friend—a guy he once loved like a brother, a man he's long been estranged from—in years. Yet the psychic forecasts an ominous collision: past will crash against present when his old buddy exhumes a long-concealed secret—a secret more than one person has died for. A secret someone will kill to keep hidden.\nOR MAYBE YOU KNOW\nUnannounced, at her door . . .\nA grisly package arrives for Natalya Nikoslav, its cryptic verse clearly written by someone who knows her history something she, abandoned as a toddler, has never been able to unearth on her own. Shaken, Natalya scours her psychic shadows to see where this package has come from. She's shocked by what she sees: her tombstone. Its death date waxes and wanes alongside an enigmatic spectre, a man she almost—almost!—recognizes, begging for her help. A retrocognitive, Natalya knows her psychic shadows are limited to the past . . . yet this man is unmistakably calling out from her future. And he's frantic—they'll both die if she doesn't come home.\nBut . . . where is home? Who is he?\nAnd when she finds him will she know . . .\nWHERE DID ALL THE CHILDREN GO?