By Vicki Doudera
Synopsis from Amazon:
Red-hot actual property agent Darby Farr has spent years attempting to put out of your mind her place of birth of storm Harbor, Maine-especially the painful stories of being raised through her controlling aunt following her parents' tragic deaths. Then one morning, she learns her aunt is demise, and the calculating lady has one ultimate call for: clinch the multimillion-dollar sale of Fairview, a panoramic waterfront estate.
The deal turns out basic, yet difficulty is brewing at the rocky coast. inside hours of Darby's arrival, an vague deed limit scuttles the sale simply because the backup patron is located bludgeoned to loss of life at the property's grounds. Assisted by means of good-looking journalist Miles Porter, Darby uncovers darkish secrets and techniques that show an unsightly scandal . . . or even uglier explanations for homicide. As a brutal hurricane surges up the coast, Darby needs to salvage the deal, locate the killer-and someway remain alive.
"[Doudera] expertly weaves a story of suspense on a Maine island, the place homicide and actual property are an explosive combination."-Tess Gerritsen, New York Times bestselling writer of The Mephisto Club
"Here's a fast paced and well-told tale with a wise, savvy genuine property agent because the heroine, fixing crimes whereas making revenues. bring forth the subsequent one!"-Barbara Corcoran, actual property contributor for NBC's Today Show and writer of Nextville: striking areas to dwell the remainder of Your Life
GoodReads writer Information:
Author Name: Vicki Doudera
Author Description: Vicki has written ratings of journal articles, commute books for individuals attracted to Maine, a CD jogging journey approximately her city, and a brand new secret sequence that includes crimson scorching Realtor Darby Farr. First within the sequence, a home TO DIE FOR, has got rave reports, and KILLER directory, Darby's moment secret, comes out in April of 2011. (Midnight Ink.)
Vicki loves to say she is "all approximately houses." She writes approximately them in her secret sequence, sells them as a true property agent at the coast of Maine, and is helping construct them via her longtime involvement with Habitat for Humanity.
She is an avid reader, hiker, knitter and skier and enjoys writing the type of books she herself likes to read.
Author URL: http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/3064179
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He opened the door. ' The door closed behind them. Mr Mysterioso said 'Photoze will keep him safely out of earshot,' But he looked anxious. 'Can you really swear to tell him the truth of it ? ' Inspector Block went and stood in the middle of the room. He said 'The truth of it is very short, and very simple. I can tell it to you in' - he counted on his fingers - 'in fourteen words. In fact. I could reduce those words to six, and give you the whole story. Of course, I could say a lot of other words, but I'm not going to.
Fifteen years ago - a cornerstone to be laid for the local hospital, just another chore in the public life of Mr Mysterioso, stage magician extraordinary. But, mounting to the tiny platform, leaning his crippled weight on the servant's arm, there had come the sharp crack of the rifle shot. And in the top-floor room of the unfinished hospital wing, looking down on the scene, they had found the fixed rifle with one spent bullet. And nobody there. Up on the roof a press photographer who couldn't have got down to the window where the gun was fixed ; down at the main entrance a policeman on duty, seen by a dozen pairs of eyes, tearing up the stairs toward the murder room, moments after the shot.
I'd been on duty at the other end of the wing. He said, "My God, there's nobody here ! " He looked almost - scared, as though he'd seen a ghost. "There's a rifle fixed up," he said. "' In the last of the half-dozen little rooms that had so far received their dividing walls, there was a rough tripod formed of three planks. These had been shaped at their ends so that, propped against the skirting boards on three sides of the room, they met and dovetailed to form a crotch into which the butt of the rifle fitted securely.