Their dead clients DO tell tales!
How did small-town boutique funeral planners morph into sleuths? Ask freelance embalmer Trudy Solomon, or Pete McDonald, a blind forensic investigator. They’re unearthing mysteries of the deceased for their pregnant boss, Jan Keller, while her journalist husband, Roman, is benched by a ten-million-dollar defamation suit.
A dead client goes missing and investigating his disappearance forces Trudy and Pete to confront their fiercely independent styles. When danger stalks them, will they blend brains, brawn and belief in one another to fight criminals and save themselves?
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Scandinavian, Army Brat, Wife, English Teacher, High School Principal, Golfer, Boater, World Traveler, Author. Now add a competitive nature and a love for 'makeovers.' As a principal, Rolynn Anderson and the staff she hired, opened a cutting-edge high school; as co-captain with her husband on INTREPID, she cruised from Washington State to Alaska and back. As a writer, she delights in creating imperfect characters faced with extraordinary, transforming challenges. Her hope: You'll devour her 'makeover' suspense novels in the wee hours of the morning, because her stories, settings and characters, capture your imagination and your heart.
Their dead clients refuse to rest in peace.
How did small-town boutique funeral planning morph into crime-solving? Ask freelance embalmer Trudy Solomon, or Pete McDonald, a blind, forensic investigator. They're unearthing mysteries of the deceased for their pregnant boss, Jan Keller, while her journalist husband, Roman, is benched by a ten million dollar defamation suit.
A dead client goes missing, and investigating his disappearance forces Trudy and Pete to confront their fiercely independent styles. When danger stalks them, will they blend brains, brawn, and belief in one another to solve crimes and save themselves?
Guilt consumed her, its toxic waves crashing against her conscience, until she felt hollowed out. Brainless. Thoughtless. But she cried for the loss, an act which gave her hope. To cry for something meant she'd retained a remnant of what was right. If I cry harder, I'll show everyone I'm a good person.
Good person? Ha! I criticize my own parents. My interest in cadavers is so intense I keep it a secret. And what I did to Theo? I tell anyone and I'll not only lose my license, I might go to jail.
Her throat burned, the pounding in her head intensified, and she felt drained from crying.
Trudy opened her eyes to the brown of Pete's. Thank God, you're here, she wanted to say, but the thing in her throat wouldn't let her. Someone grabbed her hand. Bella. 'Bella Coola,' Roman had nicknamed his grandmother. She was a cool woman, a friend.
Would they be here if they knew my secrets?
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