False Alibi (paperback)












ISBN Digital: 978-1-62830-696-5
ISBN Print: 978-1-62830-695-8
Page Count: 290
Word Count: 69590
Rating: Sensual
MSRP: 15.99


Library Assistant Cory Parker gets more than she bargains for when a rekindled childhood friendship with Elizabeth Strafford catapults her on the trail of a murderer. Cory and Elizabeth have more in common than having once shared a school bus. They've both lost people they love through violence.
 
Cory sets out to solve the murder of Elizabeth's mother in order to give her friend the peace and closure she needs. The past bleeds into the present as Cory uncovers a murder plot gone bad, the truth of which threatens to destroy both women. A stranger interferes with Cory's research as clues emerge, intimately tying Elizabeth to the killer. Evidence linking the murderer to the crime turns up in Cory’s possession, making her a target.

Cory closes in on the killer--just as the killer closes in on her.

Excerpt:

Cory retraced her steps. The keys jangled at her side. As she walked past the trash cans, an eerie sensation prickled her spine. She looked around. A young man in his twenties sat on a bench, smoking a cigarette and reading a book. On the seat opposite him, a middle-aged man dressed in a snazzy business suit wolfed down his lunch. Two teenage girls hurried past Cory giggling and texting on their cell phones. Why not converse with each other? Her pace slackened. She thought she was being watched. On impulse she stared at the wide, neatly mowed lawn interspersed with trees and bushes and then at the driveway beyond. No one. She craned her neck to get a better view.

It was then that she saw a man sitting rigidly against the trunk of a large oak, a pair of binoculars over his eyes. He’s watching me. Her brow scrunched. Or is he? The sun was strong, and the man was some distance away, on the opposite end of the lawn. She tilted her head. He’s not staring at me. Not at all. The binoculars were focused a few feet over, in the vicinity of the sidewalk.

He was watching Elizabeth.

The man lowered the binoculars. A newspaper lay spread out across his lap, covering his legs. He looked to be around fifty and in good shape. Muscular, he had longish gray hair parted to one side, and he wore round reading glasses. A university professor? She eyed his tan uniform. A maintenance worker. Possibly a delivery man.

Whatever the man’s occupation, he was no doubt a girl watcher.

The sun flickered across Elizabeth’s puzzled face as Cory approached. No wonder the guy gawked. She’s beautiful. She handed Elizabeth the keys. “Here you go. You left them on the circulation desk.”

Elizabeth’s cheeks reddened. “Thanks. I’m a little spacey sometimes.”

“I distracted you.” Cory smiled inwardly. I’m not the only one who forgets her keys.

They made their way down the street toward the restaurant. Passing the library lawn, Cory’s attention drifted toward the trees. The stranger was gone. She sighed. Deep down, she feared the man might be a stalker of some kind or maybe something worse. Maybe…




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