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before slowly letting her go. "You're welcome." That was all she could think to say. She slowly turned and headed into the airport as Jax got back into the car before getting in further trouble with security. ...Author's Note… You can order the first arc, Stranger Than Murder in paperback on July 1st, 2021, from Amazon. Thank you for your support. I hope to keep creating fun characters for you to enjoy.

Killing a woman who posts no threats to her is too much. As the hired man approached Marie Arnold, his footsteps echoing softly in the dimly lit alleyway, he felt a familiar surge of adrenaline coursing through his veins. He had always been killing, and this is the same feeling he always feels whenever he is about to kill someone. He knew what he had been tasked to do, but as he drew closer to his target, he couldn't shake the nagging feeling of doubt that gnawed at the edges of his conscience.

Tammy was anxiously awaiting. She rummaged through the deceased's cupboard, scrutinizing every item in the room. In cases like these, even the smallest details could prove to be essential. One had to have a keen eye and think like a criminal to piece together the puzzle. Tammy carefully scanned the cupboard covering every corner, it was an antique cupboard carried out of teak and might have cost a fortune, it rails and side panel were clean and scratch free, it covered half of the wall and had two sections on either sides of a series of shelves that supported a pile of books.

I still thought of Lyndon’s words about the prior murder case in Argao because I was there. I AM CURRENTLY reading CareLikeGoldFish’s work. The book is a mystery-thriller and even without romance, I couldn’t stop reading it whole because the scenes are so familiar, it’s like I’ve seen them before. Just like the scene where the main character shot his friend. It’s the same as what I saw there in Boljoon two months ago.

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He obviously loved thrillers as most of the books were made up with novels by Ian Fleming, Desmond Bagley, Hammond Innes, Ian Rankin, Michael Robotham and Alistair MacLean. My mobile sounded and I moved out on to the landing. Caller ID: Kimberley. “Hello, darling,” I said into the phone. “I need a drink,” she explained. “Bad morning?” “Ever since that break-in you investigated, Bio-Preparations insist on having an audit every month,” she said breathlessly. “Why have they got to have it on a bloody Saturday?” “You poor thing,” I said soothingly, feeling partially responsible. “So how about the Waggoner’s Rest?” She persisted. “I’ve just arrived back at the quay.”

The worst part about meeting a man like Raffaele Moretti wasn’t the threat he posed, or the mystery, or even the stupid way he smelled like danger and designer cologne. No. The worst part was walking away and not knowing whether I’d just stared into the eyes of my brother’s killer… or the only man who actually knew the truth. And that made me furious. So naturally, I did the only thing a smart, emotionally-stable detective would do. I went for coffee.

It was as if he was standing in front of a closed door, aware of the secret it guarded. ‘But why would you think that way?’ protested the sub-inspector defiantly. ‘I know this is a high-profile case, and that the grim and strange facts lend it a character of its own. But every case does not require us to employ higher powers of observation and intricate analysis of the criminal mind. Sometimes, it boils downs to that one simple question. What was the motive? And from all the statements that I have collected, I am confident that this was a murder that had to be done. It was urgent. Type one in your nomenclature. The victim was murdered and then some clues were scrambled here and there to misl

Yeah, he'd learned to practice patience, but dealing with the police while they questioned Betty had just about driven him to the edge of reason. He opened the car door for her, holding her elbow as she climbed in. Daylight had waned, and the parking garage was dimly lit, the sound of other hospital visitors echoing through the cement structures. Betty listened for other things. Furtive footballs on the pavement. The click of a gun safety being released. The slide of fabric or the soft huff is a breath. Someone had tried to kill Dan just a few weeks ago, and there was no reason to believe that person would be content to let him live. The road went quiet as he stepped around the car. The soun

As Heath is about to argue, I hear from behind, “Sorry for the delay. I had to access our new security system. It took me a moment to remember the steps. My name is Dr. Moreno. I understand we are in need of some medical records?” Councilman Charles is the first to speak, “Thank you, Dr. Moreno. Yes, we are here to investigate the death of Rose Clark, mother of Tina Clark, Luna of Golden Frost. We also understand there was another death around the same time of a man who was tortured most viciously.”