You stroll inside my office and slowly take a seat. Sure, you're nervous. My clients always are. They want to know if I'm the real deal, if I can help rid them of that nagging question, the one burning a bullet hole in their brain. They look around my office. Not much to see. A slowly twirling fan, Files and more files. A coat rack. You hesitate. You've heard about me and this blog. You've listened to my mystery podcast - lots of tales from some sort of freelance investigator of the unexplained. What's real? What's not? Who can you trust?
Can you trust yourself?
Let me know what's eating away at you.
I just might take up your case.