Zoe and Jack have separated and fallen into dull lives even though they share the same house. This is not natural for Zoe, formerly an unstructured soul, though when Jack turns up missing and his partner turns up dead, she gets more excitement than she bargained for. But when Zoe actually turns u...
Ellie Avery, and her best friend, Abby are in Washington D.C. with their husbands that are taking classes for the Air Force. Both friends are pregnant and what was enjoyable was the fact this situation wasn't over done.There is a murder during the trip on the Metro-line. A man is pushed off onto ...
Since I don't normally write reviews unless I have something specific to say, here's the break down of how I rate my books...1 star... This book was bad, so bad I may have given up and skipped to the end. I will avoid this author like the plague in the future.2 stars... This book was not very go...
I'm rounding up from 2.5 stars. Despite the title, there isn't a strong holiday theme in this book. The mystery was pretty good, but there were few clues to solving it. The deeper subject of hoarding was touched upon which added some interest. I haven't read any other books in this series (th...
Ellie Avery is stunned when another military wife, Penny Follette, is found dead, an apparent suicide. Just the day before, Penny had confided to Ellie that she was pregnant, but Ellie is sure Penny would never kill herself. Things get more complicated when a feisty young female pilot is poisoned...
The Dumpster blocked my view of him for a moment, but then I could see him again as he rounded the end of the pickup and let down the tailgate. His round glasses caught and reflected the glow from the dim streetlight. I gripped the door handle and stayed in the Cherokee. A second pickup pulled in...
A. Milne With Rex panting at my feet, I sat on Friona’s futon couch. The phone rang, interrupting the clink of ice dropping into glasses. Friona returned to the living room with the phone tucked up on her shoulder. She handed me my glass and scurried back to the kitchen. Like the plain white fram...
“There’s my email to Ares, right there.” Jack’s eyebrows scrunched together. “You’re saying that this cyber crime expert guy is—was—your shady hacker guy, too?” They both looked down at Bent. “Not my shady hacker guy,” Zoe said. “Nico’s shady hacker guy.” Zoe flinched at the sound of shattering g...
They climbed out and walked up the sidewalk between low boxwood hedges. “This is where your hacker lives?” “Reformed hacker.” Zoe handed Jack one of the bags of Chinese takeout as her phone chimed, signaling she had a new text. “That’s weird. The message space is blank. There’s only a photo attac...