Someone out there thought they'd gotten away with it. Thought that marginalizing victims meant marginalizing consequences. Thought that jurisdictional complexity and institutional indifference would protect them forever.

Someone was wrong.

Maya Quintana was a bone reader. She spoke for the dead.

And the dead had stories to tell.

Stories about a killer who'd been hunting for decades, leaving signatures in bone that only someone trained to see them would recognize. Stories about women who deserved justice, families who deserved answers, a system that had failed them all.

Maya would read those stories. Would translate them from the language of fracture patterns and skeletal trauma into evidence that could build a case. Would speak for the women who could no longer speak for themselves.

The work was just beginning.

And this time, she wasn't alone.  —- The Bone Reader

He won two Medals of Honor. Then he told the truth about what he'd actually been doing.

six lights appear over Monterey Bay one evening in 1951

A lone woman stands at dusk among empty red dresses, holding a photograph as the wind moves through a quiet landscape—an image reflecting the ongoing crisis of Missing and Murdered Indigenous Women and the absence left behind.

Perfect for fans of hardboiled detective fiction, LGBTQ+ historical romance, and stories about women who refuse to let the bastards win.

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Maya Quintana hunts a killer while battling her own obsession in The Bone Keeper, the gripping sequel to The Bone Reader. GA Thompson's MMIW crime series continues.

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