I've been a happy Wild Rose Press author for 12 years and always enjoy hosting other Wild Rose authors here. Today I'm hosting Terry, featuring her new murder mystery, released last week.
About Terry
About GONE BEFORE
A murderer who doesn’t leave a clue. Small-town detective, Rory Naysmith, thought he’d seen it all, but a young woman’s brutal murder is especially hard to stomach. Doubly so, when he recognizes the murder’s MO is identical to that of Tobias Snearl, the killer he put behind bars a decade before. His frustration grows after a series of senseless accidents plague those dearest to him, and a second woman dies. Searching for answers, Rory races against time, plunging deep into the murder investigations, drawing ever closer to becoming a casualty of the dark, angry deeds himself, until he finds no one is who they pretend to be—and none are beyond evil’s reach.
Excerpt
The detective studied the cloudless sky and tried
not to think about his foot. It didn’t work. “Just use the crowbar to break one
of these frickin’ stones loose.”
The jack handle didn’t do the trick. Opening the
trenching tool and using the pick end, Thacker swung it against the largest
stone. It bounced off the surface. Rory suppressed a scream as pain shot from
his knee down his encased leg.
“Easy!”
“Sorry, boss.”
“Try removing one of the outer stones. Loosen
them, and maybe we’ll be able to budge these. I’ll hold the light, and you make
room for these damn jaws to unclasp. Try finding the cornerstone.” A fine layer
of perspiration covered Rory’s face. He felt defeated and a little nauseous. He
leaned back on his elbows and looked at the sky. “Thacker,” he said, “this is
damn unlucky.”
The rookie moved down the mound to the edge of the
pile. Using the crowbar and a lot of muscle, he attacked. Finally, he was able
to roll one stone out of position. Then another. He was still three feet from
Rory’s crevice, working his way toward the more enormous boulders and Rory’s
ultimate freedom, when the rock he was prying loose rolled out of place. He
hesitated. “There is something funny here, boss.”
“I could use a good laugh.”
“Not ha-ha funny, peculiar funny.”
“Tell me anyway.”
“There’s someone else in this rock pile.”
Thank you, Diana.
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