Paige Turner is a landscaper that is thrilled to land a contract fixing up the park for the upcoming Pickle Fest in Serendipity, Oregon. But when she finds the mayor dead in a pile of her mulch in the park, she becomes the primary suspect in his murder. Her friends hire lawyer Adam Hayes to keep ...
Not that he really thought it was necessary. He’d been so careful with the latest girls that the odds of the police locating him were next to none. And, of course, he’d left no connection to Molly or the other delightful girls from the past year either. Still, his mother had taught him to be caut...
After taking the kids outside, Peggy had stepped in for Krista’s afternoon break. She’d needed the time. How she’d needed it. The morning preschool class had been a handful and the afternoon group was unruly, too. They were most likely picking up on her stress, and she had to do a better job of c...
He’d seen Skyler disappear around the end of the building, but she’d had a significant lead on him. He had to get to her. Now! He pushed himself to run harder, faster, pumping until his lungs felt as if they might burst. He rounded the corner. His heart stopped. Marty straddled Skyler. His finger...
His hand automatically went to the Sig Sauer tucked in his back waistband. He leaped up and raced down the side of his truck to the empty space next to his vehicle. He squeezed off two shots, running toward the bike. Suddenly the bike spun and nearly landed on its side. The driver corrected himse...
He made sure he took the brunt of the fall while cradling Darcie securely in his arms. Pain razored through his body, but he held fast to Darcie. Bullets slammed into the wall above them. Fast. Fierce. To a layperson, it probably sounded like a submachine gun’s staccatoed ...
Alyssa Wells slowed and glanced across the road at waves angrily pounding the deserted Oregon beach. A sudden movement on the jogging path below caught her attention. Nearly finished with her run, she looked down at a clearing where hikers often stopped to gaze over the ocean. &...
While I was in the exam room, she'd called Mitch to see if my apartment was accessible and to tell him she'd be a bit late for work. Though I wanted to head straight to The Garden Gate, on the way out of the parking lot Lisa convinced me I was an embarrassment in her short sweat pants, and I shou...
Maybe this was a sign that today would be a good day. She looked at her cell phone. Oh, no. Her alarm hadn’t gone off. She should’ve gotten up two hours ago. She couldn’t believe she’d slept at all, but she had. Deeply. And now she might be too late...
Their sweet scent, a smell she’d once loved, was cloying. She felt her stomach lurch again, and she swallowed back the urge to hurl on her wood floors. “Remember,” Brady said from right behind her. “Don’t touch anything. Rossi will want to see the scene just as we found it...