A Legacy of Love and Murder

Published: 03/30/2016










ISBN Digital: 9781509206643
ISBN Print: 9781509206636
Page Count: 320
Word Count: 79020
Rating: Spicy

The Love and Murder Series, Book 3



In Austria to meet her great-grandfather and explore his castle estate filled with priceless art, August Myer arrives to find he’s died suspiciously. As one of the heirs, her life is in danger, turning this fairytale Alpine adventure into a nightmare of unexplained accidents, neo-Nazi threats, and murder.

Inspector Tobias Wolf splits his time between his profession and fighting the spread of neo-Nazism. But when the beautiful, intriguing American crosses his path during a murder investigation, ensuring her safety challenges his priorities…and his heart.

When August learns the handsome inspector’s involvement with a major female Nazi is more than he’s admitted, and the death of her great-grandfather is somehow connected, she takes the investigation into her own hands. The outcome could be the death of both of them.

Excerpt:

“Do you think I’m in danger?”

“He loves you, remember?” The sarcasm came through in spite of his effort to remain neutral. “I’ll get back to you.”

Once Eike’s door closed, Tobias strolled to the first guest room and rapped on the door. No answer. “Let’s take the stairs to the Great Hall and kitchen.”

Halfway down the stairs, his partner asked, “Well, what do you think?”

“She had her confession thought out, didn’t she?”

“Made some sense.”

Unreasonable irritation set his jaw tight, and he shot his partner a scowl. “She’s lying.”

“She’s convincing.” True to form, Albert spoke his mind. He’d miss him when he retired.

He let his ire go with the thought. “You don’t know her well enough.”

They’d reached the landing and the door into the Great Hall.

“How well do you know Eike, Tobias?”

“I know her enough to know she’s not to be trusted. To know her aspirations—”

“I trust your gut.” His partner laid a hand on his shoulder. “It felt practiced…you’re right.” Albert opened the Great Hall door. “Let’s see if we can get the nephew to tell us something more.”

Tobias led the way, glanced along the table and into the shadows at each end, then made his way around and into the main room. He jerked to a halt. “Who the hell?”

He trotted to a prone figure, face down in the middle of the hall. Albert, huffing, drew up beside him as he squatted to get a closer look. “It’s Bauer.” Tobias put fingertips to Bauer’s neck, but the pulse wasn’t there. His hand grazed a red silk scarf. The scarf, a faint scent, and confusion washed over him. August. She’d worn a red scarf the first time he’d seen her.

“He’s dead?”

“Very.”

Albert glanced around the Great Hall. “I wonder how he went undetected.”

“It’s actually the perfect spot.” He scanned the body for any other details as he spoke. “This room isn’t used by the family. The castle is closed to tourists right now. No need for the staff to come in here.” His gaze rested on the scarf for a moment and wondered where August was.

As he stood upright, the cell in his breast pocket chimed.

“Hello.”

“Inspector,” Dorner’s droll voice addressed him, but the news he imparted was anything but droll. His body went rigid, already focusing on his partner to take over here.

“I’m on my way. And send investigative backup and forensics to Castle Luschin. There’s been an apparent homicide. Yeah. Right.” He shoved the phone in his pocket. “You’ll have to handle this, Al. I’ve got to leave.”

“Where’re you going?”

“The hospital.” The personal interest he had in this case charged every nerve in his body. “Lacy’s had another attempt on her life.”




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