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As if getting called out on a victimless domestic disturbance wasn’t bad enough, Detectives Macy McVannel and her partner Tom Maxell get a sixteen year old cold case plopped on their desks. Once the case opens up and the detectives try to help Mrs. Appleton finally find out who killed her son, they keep running into the same problem – their witnesses are turning up dead!
Nobody is safe. McVannel and Maxwell are forced into hiding when the murderer even tries to kill the police captain. Who will be next? Follow the team on an edge-of-your-seat, nail-biting ride as they try to apprehend the murderer and stay alive at the same time!
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Like most writer I listen to music when I write. One of my favorite groups is Lady Antebellum. They write beautiful love songs, I write romance novels. Kind of a match made in heaven.
When their concert was schedule in Des Moines I wanted tickets. I went to their website, joined the fan club and got pretty good seats. Not great, but good to listen to the music. Up popped a sign-up for a “Meet & Greet.” What the hell, I would love to meet them, I never win any of these, but being always hopefully I put my name in the pot. On a particular unpleasant day I receive in my email-“You’ve Been Selected to Attend a Lady Antebellum Meet & Greet!”. OMG!
Since I am first a writer, the fan of Lady A stuffed and autographed copy of the Writers of the Lake first book in her purse. Off I went to get shuffled from one line to another, but I didn’t mind. This was an experience of a lifetime. My turn came for the photo opt, I handed them the book and babbled about how I write to their music, and yada, yada. They were so gracious and kind I was blown away.
So here’s the picture of me (the short one in the middle) and the fabulous and ‘I will be a fan until I die” Charles, Hilary and Dave. Notice our book in her hand.
The heavy stoneware plate hurled from Jessica’s hand headed towards her husband.
Sweat lingered over her eyebrows running in her sea green eyes. So infuriated she didn’t even pause to wipe it away.
Charles, a middle-aged, non- athletic nerd, jutted to his right at the last second as it hit the wall behind his head shattering into pieces.
Raising his hands out in front of him to block her onslaught, his wire-rimmed glasses twisted on his nose. “Damn it, Jessica. Buying the café was a mistake. I just can’t stay here and work all the time. I feel stifled.”
Her words came at him in a blaze of pure rage. “What the hell do you mean, mistake?”
We sold everything we owned to get the money to buy this café.”
“Well I just don’t think this business venture is going to work.” Charles still had his arms up in a defensive block.
Jessica grabbed two more plates, angrily releasing one. “What do you mean it’s not going to work?” Charles dodged the first plate.
Her tone of voice seethed with white fury. “What’s the real reason, Charles?”
“Okay! I want someone else. Bambi and I want to have a life together.” He held his hand over the wound. “Enough! I’m leaving. It’s all yours honey. Do whatever the hell you want. I’m done, finished, out-of here.”
With another plate in her hand, Jessica watched as Charles twisted around and did a hasty escape out of the door. Blonde Bambi was waiting for him outside. Dragging his little sex kitten behind him, Charles exited indubitably out of her life.