Déjà vu - Jt Baxter - Bog

Everyone in these parts knew the 'big reds' start appearing around four in the afternoon and accumulate on the roads especially at night. So it was never a question of you might hit one because if you were driving at night it was more of a question about when you'd hit one. Mac considered himself lucky as he zipped up his fly. He'd seen the bastard just in time and swerved to miss it, that is if he considered almost losing his own life lucky.
Cast into a mystery that few understand our intrepid adventurer Travis Sage is forced to look beyond the lens of his camera and into the eyes of a stranger. The intimacy of their shared knowledge holds them transfixed in its grip. Who is she? Is her name Anne? How could he know that and yet the intensity of their passion could not be denied? And so it begins in this paranormal mystery thriller where you are transported over continents to a small English town by an unrecognized force. Why?