title: Unseen
author:  Nancy Bush 
description: In a shift from her Jane Kelly mystery series (<i>Candy Apple Red</i>, etc.), Bush pens an eerie suspense novel woven with a compelling romance and a touch of the supernatural. In rural Oregon, Gemma LaPorte wakes up in a hospital with a fragmented memory. Det. Will Tanninger tells Gemma that she's a prime suspect in a hit and run that critically injured a child molester. As Gemma's memories start to return and she finds notes she had made about brain function, she wonders whether the concussion is the only reason for her amnesia. Suspense builds as a subplot involving a serial killer who burns his victims slowly merges with Gemma's story. As Will and Gemma's relationship becomes increasingly intimate, the plot takes a darker, more sinister turn, and the terrifying denouement will have readers riveted. <i>(Apr.)</i> <br />Copyright  Reed Business Information, a division of Reed Elsevier Inc. All rights reserved.
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  Prologue
  
  
  
  
  
  Then . . .
  
  
  
  
  
    
  
  
  
  
  
  He stood outside the house, staring at it from the backyard. They didn’t know
  he was there. They didn’t know that he stood in the backyard of many houses,
  watching, thinking, plotting.
  
  
  
  
  
  He could see her outline through the kitchen window above the sink. Her figure
  was hazy beneath a dress, but he smiled to himself as he watched her. He knew
  what she was like, what they were all like.
  
  
  
  
  
  A yellow square of light from the window set in the back door fell onto
  scraggly grass. As he watched, she moved from the window above the sink to the
  one in the back door, peering out. For a moment his heart squeezed with the
  thrill of the hunt. Could she see him? Could she know?
  
  
  
  
  
  But no. She couldn’t know. She didn’t know about the others tho