Read me: Trouble in Mind

 An FBI  agent must forge a bond with a half-alien tracker to find a boy who is  the key to an interstellar power play. Only love can ensure that these  unlikely partners beat rival off-world hunters to a vulnerable prey. 

 PUBLISHERS WEEKLY says Trouble in Mind   "skillfully blends alien abduction conspiracies, political intrigue,  space battles, and epic romance into a psychic police procedural that  also packs an emotional punch." 

The teacher turned to him, a glint  in his gray eyes. “I say we owe the galaxy a civilized Thrane to make up  for the butcher that is his father. What is your name, boy?”

“Gabriel Cruz, sir. And I am human, not Thrane.”

Lana  sat bolt upright in the unmoving vehicle, her eyes seeking light, her  lungs gasping for breath in the airless void of night. The child Gabriel  had stood up for the part of him that was human, but Lana saw what the  others that day had seen—part of him was not of this Earth. His father  was Thrane, his brothers were Thrane, and his memories in her mind  showed her everything that meant—the cruelty, the conquests, the  centuries of war. The bloodlines, the psi talents, the laws that held  them in check.

Then,  more proof, if any had been necessary: the image she had first seen  when she’d touched his scars, of the fight on the dark side of Azreeni  VI. Just one of so many fights on so many exotic planets, the creature  dying beneath him just one of so many other unimaginable, inhuman  creatures he had seen in his lifetime.

Image after image, place after place, memory after memory flooded her consciousness until she was shaking and weak.

Jesus Christ! Was she crazy, or was he? Aliens? Other planets?

And . . . holy mother of God, he and I . . .

She  clawed open the car door and stumbled out of the vehicle. It was all  she could do to keep her feet—and the contents of her stomach—as she  gulped in huge breaths of cold desert air. They were pulled just off a  secondary road onto a flat stretch of hardpan, and she was alone. Stars  wheeled overhead. God, it was quiet! Her heart beat like thunder in her chest.

A flashlight winked a few paces away and began to bob in her direction. “Lana?”

Oh, Jesus! She wanted to run. She wanted to fight. She wanted to do anything but talk to Gabriel Cruz. Who wasn’t human.