By Brandilyn Collins
Carla stared on the gun and David Thornby---or no matter what his identify was once. Her brain fissured, one aspect pleading this used to be a few unwell comic story, the opposite realizing it used to be now not. Her throat ran dry, air backing up in her lungs. She swallowed. "Please. you want to have the inaccurate individual. there isn't any reason behind a person to need me useless. i haven't got any enemies."
'Then you would top reconsider your friends."
Realtor Carla Radling exhibits an 'English gentleman' a lakeside estate---and unearths herself dealing with a gun. Who has employed this murderer to kill her, and why? compelled at the run, Carla needs to discover the scathing secrets and techniques of her previous. secrets and techniques that may spoil a few very robust humans. even perhaps switch the face of a nation...
Crimson Eve is e-book 3 within the Kanner Lake sequence. Set in a small lakeshore city in pristine northern Idaho, this sequence combines suspense and fast paced motion with interesting, well-crafted characters and plenty of an unforeseen twist. additionally on hand: Violet Dawn (book 1), Coral Moon (book 2), and Amber Morn (book 4).
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Come on, get out of here! Her hands shook as she fought to zip the suitcase closed. Placing the bag upright on the floor to pull, she turned from the bed — and her eyes landed on the shoebox in the right corner of her closet shelf. Its top was ajar. Carla froze, staring at the box. Sudden realization pierced her brain. No. It couldn’t be that. She hobbled to the shelf. Pulled down the box and threw off its top. Rifled through its contents. Recent photos, scrapbook memory stuff — ticket stubs, newspaper clippings of her first sales — all were still there.
When she could move again, she pulled pen and paper close and wrote down Carla’s office number. No cell number. Strange. Didn’t most realtors live on their cell phones? 54 Brandilyn Collins Tanya’s tea grew cold as she read every Web site that pertained to Kanner Lake realtor Carla Radling. com called Scenes and Beans. ” Java Joint. Tanya remembered the name. It too had made the news last spring after the town’s murders. Carla was listed as one of the blog’s contributing posters. For the next two hours, Tanya read the posts from Scenes and Beans.
They regarded each other, Tanya fighting to hide her growing defensiveness. The stare that met her eyes was hard, laserlike. Under its heat, Tanya’s rebelliousness wavered, then melted away. She lowered her gaze. Her visitor made a throaty sound of approval. Then pulled out a cell phone, hit one button. ” The cell phone snapped shut. The words, so casual. A sign to Tanya of power, of the planned staging of this moment, the fear it was intended to instill. Her indignation returned. ” The intruder moved with the swiftness of an animal pursuing its prey.