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Zusatztext "A killer mystery makes hearts pound faster...a fast-paced thrill!" Informationen zum Autor Laura Griffin is the New York Times bestselling author of the Tracers series, the Wolfe Sec series, the Alpha Crew series, the Texas Murder Files series, and several other novels, including Last Seen Alone. A two-time RITA Award winner and the recipient of the Daphne du Maurier Award, Laura lives in Austin. Visit her at LauraGriffin.com, and on Facebook at Facebook.com/LauraGriffinAuthor. Klappentext In the 12th installment of Griffin's bestselling series! crime scene investigator Brooke Porter arrives at the home of a murdered woman and finds evidence that someone escaped the scene. But where is this witness now? Brooke makes it her goal to find the witness and get them out of harm's way. Original. Touch of Red CHAPTER 1 It was like any other Wednesday night. Until it wasn't. Samantha Bonner had just finished sweeping up. She'd emptied the dustpan and sanitized the sink and wiped down the pastry case. The burned smell of coffee beans hung thick in the air, overpowering the vinegar solution she'd run through the machines. But it was quiet. She stood for a moment and let the silence surround her, glad to be free of the acoustic-guitar music that had been looping through her head all day. Sam grabbed her purse and locked up. Crossing the rain-slicked parking lot to her car, she darted a look into all the dark corners. It was a safe neighborhood, but you never knew. She pulled out of the lot, relieved to be on her way home after pulling a double shift. Raindrops pitter-pattered on her windshield as she made her way through downtown. She switched the wipers to low, and her phone lit up with an incoming call. Amy. Sam stared down at the phone a moment. Then she put the call on speaker. Sam? Can you talk? Amy sounded undone. More than usual. What's up? It's Jared. He wants to move back in. He called you? He came by to drop off Aiden. I didn't let him in or anything. Sam didn't respond as she pulled up to a stoplight. In most areas, Amy wasn't a pushover. But her two-year-old boy missed his daddy, and his daddy knew it. He used the kid as leverage. I know what you're thinking, Amy said now. And I just want to talk through it, figure out what I'm going to tell him. Can you come over for a bit? I can make us some coffee. The mere thought of coffee made Sam want to retch. Sure, she said anyway. Amy was sniffling now, and Sam didn't have the heart to say no. Or we could talk on the phone, Amy said. You're probably busy. Tonight's your night off, isn't it? No, I closed up. Sam slowed for a bend in the road. Stately oak trees and manicured lawns soon gave way to weeds and chain-link fences. Then came the railroad tracks. White-collar to blue in less than a mile. The people in Sam's neighborhood commuted to work at all hours and didn't stop for lattes on the way. I'll be over in a little. Sam turned onto her street. Give me twenty minutes. Are you sure? Another sniffle. I'm sure. Sam pulled into her driveway and rolled to a stop in the glow of her back-porch light. Thanks, Sam. I mean it. I just need to hash this out. I mean, what if he's legit this time? I owe it to Aiden to at least think about it. Sam kept her skepticism to herself. For now. She slid from her car and noticed the white bike propped against her back deck as she walked up the driveway. Sam? You there? I'm here. She mounted the steps and spotted a blur ...
"A killer mystery makes hearts pound faster...a fast-paced thrill!"
Autorentext
Laura Griffin is the New York Times bestselling author of the Tracers series, the Wolfe Sec series, the Alpha Crew series, the Texas Murder Files series, and several other novels, including Last Seen Alone. A two-time RITA Award winner and the recipient of the Daphne du Maurier Award, Laura lives in Austin. Visit her at LauraGriffin.com, and on Facebook at Facebook.com/LauraGriffinAuthor.
Klappentext
In the 12th installment of Griffin's bestselling series, crime scene investigator Brooke Porter arrives at the home of a murdered woman and finds evidence that someone escaped the scene. But where is this witness now? Brooke makes it her goal to find the witness and get them out of harm's way. Original.
Zusammenfassung
New York Times bestselling author Laura Griffin “delivers the goods” (Publishers Weekly) again with this gripping, “spellbinding” (Fresh Fiction) thriller full of twists and turns—the twelfth in her bestselling Tracers series.
When crime scene investigator Brooke Porter arrives at the home of a murdered woman, the only thing more shocking than the carnage is the evidence that someone escaped the scene. But where is this witness now? A thorough search of the area yields more questions than answers, and before Brooke even packs up her evidence kit, she’s made it her goal to find the witness and get them out of harm’s way.
Homicide detective Sean Byrne has seen his share of bloody crime scenes, but this one is particularly disturbing, especially because Brooke Porter is smack in the middle of it. Sean has had his eye on the sexy CSI for months, and he’s determined to help her with her current case—even if it means putting his attraction on hold so he and Brooke can track down a murderer. But as the investigation—and their relationship—heats up, Sean realizes that keeping his work and his personal life separate is more complicated than he ever imagined; especially when the killer sets his sights on Brooke.
With Griffin’s signature “fully fleshed characters, dry humor, and tight plotting” (Publishers Weekly), Touch of Red demonstrates why she is one of the most acclaimed and popular authors of sexy thrillers today.
Leseprobe
Touch of Red
It was like any other Wednesday night. Until it wasn’t.
Samantha Bonner had just finished sweeping up. She’d emptied the dustpan and sanitized the sink and wiped down the pastry case. The burned smell of coffee beans hung thick in the air, overpowering the vinegar solution she’d run through the machines. But it was quiet. She stood for a moment and let the silence surround her, glad to be free of the acoustic-guitar music that had been looping through her head all day.
Sam grabbed her purse and locked up. Crossing the rain-slicked parking lot to her car, she darted a look into all the dark corners. It was a safe neighborhood, but you never knew.
She pulled out of the lot, relieved to be on her way home after pulling a double shift. Raindrops pitter-pattered on her windshield as she made her way through downtown. She switched the wipers to low, and her phone lit up with an incoming call. Amy.
Sam stared down at the phone a moment. Then she put the call on speaker.
“Sam? Can you talk?” Amy sounded undone. More than usual.
“What’s up?”
“It’s Jared. He wants to move back in.”
“He called you?”
“He came by to drop off Aiden. I didn’t let him in or anything.”
Sam didn’t respond as she pulled up to a stoplight. In most areas, Amy wasn’t a pushover. But her two-year-old boy missed his daddy, and his daddy knew it. He used the kid as leverage.
“I know what you’re thinking,” Amy said now. “And I just want to talk through it, figure out what I’m going to tell him. Can you come over for a bit? I can make us some coffee.”
The mere thought of coffee made Sam want to retch. “Sure,” she said anyway. Amy was sniffling now, and Sam didn’t have the heart to say no.
“Or we could talk on the phone,” Amy said. “You’re probably busy. Tonight’s your night off, isn’t it?” …