From USA Today Bestselling Author, P.D. Workman!
He’s better off dead anyway.
Hired to investigate the death of an autistic boy in a treatment facility, PI Zachary Goldman is concerned about the therapies he sees there. While he is assured that the children there are not actually being hurt, his investigation leads to the discovery of even deeper institutional abuses.
Battling the ghosts of his own past, Zachary fights to uncover the facility’s dark secrets and to get as many children as he can out of harm’s way.
⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️ The way that PD Workman showed the autistic perspective in contrast to the mainstream views about us was lovely. I appreciated it more than I can express in words. She did thorough research on multiple sides of the issue and it shows. She gives multiple autistic perspectives, not just one, and the way they were presented brought me to tears multiple times … The story itself was a solid mystery with many exciting twists and turns along the way. Even if I wasn’t personally invested in the topic (being autistic myself and having autistic children), I still would’ve enjoyed it as a mystery. I’m extremely likely to pick up more of her books now that I’ve read this one!
Zachary Goldman, Private Investigator, is flawed with a capital F. Shattered by the tragedies of his own life, he will somehow still manage to pick himself up and dig just a little bit deeper than anyone else to find the vital clues.
Maybe being broken makes it easier for others who have faced tragedy to trust him. Walk with Zachary as he solves cases that will stretch his abilities to the limit.
Even with his own life in shambles, Zachary Goldman is still the one you want on the case.
Investigate this P.I. mystery now!
Genre: FICTION / Mystery & Detective / Private Investigators4.3 stars, 70 ratings on Amazon
⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️ The way that PD Workman showed the autistic perspective in contrast to the mainstream views about us was lovely. I appreciated it more than I can express in words. She did thorough research on multiple sides of the issue and it shows. She gives multiple autistic perspectives, not just one, and the way they were presented brought me to tears multiple times … The story itself was a solid mystery with many exciting twists and turns along the way. Even if I wasn’t personally invested in the topic (being autistic myself and having autistic children), I still would’ve enjoyed it as a mystery. I’m extremely likely to pick up more of her books now that I’ve read this one!
A boy was walking toward Zachary and Dr. Abato. He had pink cheeks and a sunny expression. He was probably eleven or twelve, but had the open, guileless expression of a much younger child. He was walking directly toward Zachary, eyes on him.
“Walk on by,” the male aide with him instructed. “Don’t bother the doctor. He has a guest.”
But the boy gave no indication that he heard. He continued to move directly toward Zachary and the doctor. The aide reached out and nudged the boy’s shoulder, steering him off to the side. The boy opened up his arms as if to envelop them both in a hug. The aide grasped one arm and jerked him away, pulling him forcefully away from them. Zachary slowed, opening his mouth and turning to look. But Abato pressed him forward.
“Don’t stop and give him attention. That would be rewarding bad behavior. He needs to learn how to behave appropriately and to listen to his aide when he is told something. Just keep going and don’t even show that you saw him.”
There was a yelp from behind them, and despite Dr. Abato’s stricture, Zachary looked back at the boy, who was starting to cry, his arms bent and hands close to his face, shaking.
“He’s fine,” Abato said. “Just part of the learning process.”
He directed Zachary around a corner. “The games can be overstimulating for some of the kids. Some of them are uncomfortable with the noises and flashing lights, or just with being around so many other students. So there are quieter reward rooms as well.”
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