Gideon

I am Raintree. It’s more than a last name, more than a notation on a family tree. It’s a quirk in my DNA.

It’s a mark of destiny.

Long story short, magic is real. It’s not only real, it exists all around us, but most people never open their eyes wide enough to see. My eyes have always been wide open. Magic is in my blood. My ancestors were called wizards, magicians and witches. They were also called demons and devils. Is it any wonder the family decided years ago to hide our gifts? Hide, I said, not bury. There’s a difference. Power is a responsibility not to be denied in order to make life simple.

Each family member has a specific gift. Some are strong and some are weak; some have gifts that are more useful than others. Each Raintree has an otherworldly talent. Mine is electrical energy. I can harness the electricity that exists all around us. I can even create my own special surge of voltage. Yeah, I have a tendency to fry computers and destroy fluorescent lights, but that comes with the territory and I’ve learned to deal with it.

I also speak to ghosts, who are simply a form of electrical energy we don’t yet fully understand. This talent comes in handy in my current profession.

I am Gideon Raintree, and I’m Wilmington, North Carolina’s one and only homicide detective.