Celtic Cross
When a tarot reader keeps drawing the same ominous card, the Three of Swords, her life takes a terrifying turn when she meets a man with the same card tattooed on his chest. Is he the source of her impending heartbreak, or something far more dangerous? A thrilling contemporary mystery weaving fate, intuition, and hidden truths.
The blustery December air of South Boston bites at your cheeks as you make your way to Clear Portals, the New Age shop where you work as a Tarot reader. The chill seeps deeper than the wind today, a lingering unease from your morning ritual. There, in the quiet of your apartment, the card you drew from your favorite deck wasn't the usual daily guidance, but a stark, unsettling repetition.
The Three of Swords.
Heartbreak, sorrow, grief. The card's meaning gnaws at you. Your time for grief passed long ago, and you’ve been careful to avoid emotional heartache. Yet, the image of the heart pierced by three swords persists, a dark stain on your morning.
