Enjoy this excerpt from my first novel, Pareidolia. The premise is available here, and the table of contents can be found here.
(PART ONE)
ZEKE
Rosedale, MD | September, 1998
Cory’s coded message brings me to a cinderblock apartment on the edge of a Baltimore suburb. I dial 011 for the Miller birthday party. Arrows on signs guide me through a pale maze to a long low room where balloons gather in corners and look down on people in various states of milling under lights turned up too high.