The Bone House [NOOK Book]

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Hilary and Mark Bradley are trapped in a web of suspicion. Last year, accusations of a torrid affair with a student cost Mark his teaching job and made the young couple into outcasts in their remote island town off the Lake Michigan coast. Now another teenage girl is found dead on a deserted beach. . . and once again, Mark faces a hostile town convinced of his guilt.

Hilary Bradley is determined to prove that Mark is innocent, but she’s on a lonely, dangerous quest. Even when ...

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Overview

Hilary and Mark Bradley are trapped in a web of suspicion. Last year, accusations of a torrid affair with a student cost Mark his teaching job and made the young couple into outcasts in their remote island town off the Lake Michigan coast. Now another teenage girl is found dead on a deserted beach. . . and once again, Mark faces a hostile town convinced of his guilt.

Hilary Bradley is determined to prove that Mark is innocent, but she’s on a lonely, dangerous quest. Even when she discovers that the murdered girl was witness to a horrific crime years earlier, the police are certain she’s throwing up a smoke screen to protect her husband. Only a quirky detective named Cab Bolton seems willing to believe Hilary’s story.

Hilary and Cab soon find that people in this community are willing to kill to keep their secrets hidden—and to make sure Mark doesn’t get away with murder. And with each shocking revelation, even Hilary begins to wonder whether her husband is truly innocent. Freeman’s first stand-alone thriller since his Stride novels is a knockout.

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Publishers Weekly
At the start of this solid stand-alone from Freeman (Immoral and three other titles in his Duluth, Minn., crime series), former high school teacher Mark Bradley is on vacation in Florida with his wife, Hilary. The previous year, accusations of an affair with a female student ruined Mark's teaching career in Wisconsin's Door County, where he and Hilary had moved to escape Chicago. Even though Tresa Fischer insisted that her crush on Mark was nothing more than that, the tight-knit community shunned the Bradleys and labeled Mark a predator. When 16-year-old Glory, Tresa's wild-child younger sister, turns up dead on a beach near Mark and Hilary's hotel, Mark becomes the number one murder suspect. Det. Cab Bolton, who isn't one to jump to conclusions, travels from Florida to Wisconsin to unravel Mark—and Glory's—complicated lives. Well-developed characters and a thrilling climax help compensate for a plot that relies on too many coincidences. (Apr.)
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"Well-developed characters and a thrilling climax ."

Publishers Weekly

 

"Captivating ... A book that presents sufficient twists, turns and traps to intrigue any devotee of the thriller genre."

Kirkus Reviews

 

 "'The Bone House' more than lives up to its evocative title."

—Carole Barrowman, Milwaukee Journal Sentinel

 

"This is a super police procedural-amateur sleuth thriller starring a powerful cast and loaded with twisting action from start to finish."

—Genre Go Round Reviews

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Product Details

  • ISBN-13: 9781429967693
  • Publisher: St. Martin's Press
  • Publication date: 3/29/2011
  • Sold by: Macmillan
  • Format: eBook
  • Edition description: First Edition
  • Edition number: 1
  • Pages: 352
  • Sales rank: 41,794
  • File size: 368 KB

Meet the Author

Brian Freeman


Brian Freeman is the internationally bestselling author of psychological suspense novels featuring detectives Jonathan Stride and Serena Dial. His books have been sold in 46 countries and 18 languages. His debut thriller, Immoral, won the Macavity Award and was a nominee for the Edgar, Dagger, Anthony, and Barry awards for best first novel. His other novels include The Burying Place, In the Dark, and Stalked. Brian is drawn to complex characters, and says, “My stories are about the hidden intimate motives that draw people across some terrible lines.” Brian and his wife, Marcia, have lived in Minnesota for more than twenty years.
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The girl in the bikini pirouetted on the wet sand.
She was a hundred yards away, and all Mark Bradley could see was the sheen of her bare skin in the moonlight. She danced like a water sprite, with her head thrown back so that her hair swept behind her. She had her arms extended like wings. The dark water of the Gulf was as calm as glass, barely lapping at the beach. The girl splashed and kicked at the surf, sometimes running deeper into the warm water until it rose to her knees.
He could hear her singing to herself. She had a sweet voice, but it wasn’t perfectly in tune. He recognized the song, which he could remember playing on his Walkman while jogging through Grant Park in downtown Chicago as a teenager. To the girl on the beach, the song must have been an oldie, something from her mother’s generation. He heard her chanting the chorus over and over.
It was Billy Joel’s “We Didn’t Start the Fire.”
As he got closer to the girl on the beach, Mark couldn’t help but admire her. Her body was mature, and the flimsy strings of the red bikini showed it off, but she still had the gangly gait of an adolescent, all arms and legs. She was more girl than woman, with an innocence about her near nakedness in public. He was still too far away to see her face, but he wondered if his wife, Hilary, knew her. He assumed she was one of the girls who had competed in the dance tournament at the resort, and now that the competition was over, she was enjoying a few sleepless moments on the beach before going home.
Mark couldn’t sleep either. He dreaded the return to Wisconsin. The vacation in Florida had been an escape for a week, and now he would have to face the reality of his situation at home. Shunned. Jobless. Angry. He and Hilary had avoided the subject for most of the past year, but they couldn’t avoid it much longer. Money was tight. They would have to decide: stay or go. He didn’t want to give up on their dream, but he had no idea how to put the pieces of their lives back together.
That wasn’t how it was supposed to be. They’d left Chicago for rural Door County because they had wanted a quieter life in a place where they could join a community and raise a family. Instead, it had become a nightmare for Mark. Suspicion now followed him everywhere. He was marked with a scarlet letter. P for Predator. All because of Tresa Fischer.
He pounded a fist against his palm. Sometimes his fury overwhelmed him. He didn’t blame Tresa; she was just a girl in love. The others, though—the teachers, the parents, the police, the school board—they had ignored his denials and picked apart his life, leaving him with his career destroyed. He wanted revenge for the injustice. He wanted to hurt someone. He wasn’t a violent man, but sometimes he wondered what he would do if he met the principal of the school in a deserted county park, where no one would see them and where no one would ever know what he’d done.
Mark stopped on the beach. He closed his eyes and breathed deeply until his anger washed away. The waves came and went, and he felt the sand eroding beneath his feet. The peace of the water calmed him, which was why he was here. He smelled the briny, fishy aroma of the Gulf. The mild, damp March air was like a tonic compared to the cold weather back home, where temperatures were still in the thirties.
He could have stayed here forever, but nothing lasted. He knew it was time to go back to the hotel. Hilary was alone, and she’d wonder where he was if she awakened. He’d slipped silently out of bed when he couldn’t sleep. He’d shrugged on a swimsuit and a yellow tank top and walked out their patio door, which led directly down the flat stretch of sand past the palm trees to the water. The sea had helped clear his head, but the relief was temporary, as it always was. Things never changed. They only got worse.
Mark heard the voice again. “We didn’t start the fire.”
The teenaged girl in the bikini wandered closer to him. She had a wine bottle in her hand, and he watched her drink from it like a runner downing Gatorade. Watching her swaying motions on the beach, he realized she was drunk. She was only thirty yards away now, her skin bronzed and damp. She tugged at the bottom of her swimsuit and adjusted it without self-consciousness. Her wet hair had fallen across her face, and when she pushed it away, their eyes met. Hers were wild and unfocused.
He knew who she was.
“Oh, son of a bitch,” he murmured under his breath.
It was Glory Fischer. Tresa’s sister.
Instinctively, Mark looked up and down the beach. The two of them were alone. It was almost three in the morning. He eyed the tower of the hotel, and in the handful of rooms where he saw lights, he didn’t see the silhouette of anyone looking out. Even in the moonlight, it was dark enough that no one could see them here. He hated the idea that his first thought was self-protection, but he felt guilty and exposed being this close to a young girl. Especially this girl.
She took a long time to realize who he was, but then she offered him a teasing smile as she recognized him. “You,” she said.
“Hello, Glory. Are you okay?”
The girl ignored the question and hummed to herself. “Did you follow me here?” she asked.
“Follow you? No.”
“I bet you followed me. That’s okay.”
“Where’d you get the wine?” he asked.
“You want some?” She looked at the bottle and realized it was empty. She overturned it, and a few red drops sprinkled onto the sand. “Shit. Sorry.”
“You shouldn’t be out here,” he said. “Let me take you back to the hotel.”
Glory wagged a finger at him, and her torso swayed unsteadily. “Tresa wouldn’t like that, would she? Seeing you and me together. Troy wouldn’t like it either. He gets so jealous. If you want to do it with me, we should do it right here. Do you want to do it with me?”
Mark’s body tightened with anxiety. He knew he shouldn’t be here. He had to get away before this got worse, before anyone saw them together.
“Come on, let’s go,” he told Glory. “I don’t want you on the beach alone. It’s not safe. You’ve been drinking.”
“What’s the problem? You’ll keep me safe, won’t you? You’re big and strong. No one’s going to mess with you.”
He reached for her arm, but she spun out of his grasp. He ran a hand back across his short hair in frustration. “I’m not going to leave you out here by yourself,” he said.
“So don’t leave. Stay. I like being here with you.”
“It’s late. You should be in bed.”
Glory grinned and stuck out her tongue at him. “See, I knew that’s what you wanted.”
“You’re drunk. I don’t want you hurting yourself.”
She hummed again. The same Billy Joel song. “Tresa saw you on Friday, you know.”
“What?”
“She saw you and Hilary in the auditorium. That’s why she choked. She was really upset. She couldn’t concentrate knowing you were there.”
“Not winning isn’t the end of the world.”
“Yeah. I know.” Glory didn’t look distressed by Tresa’s failure. Her face had a drunken brightness to it, as if she were drowning her sorrows. “Hey, I read a poem once that said the world would end in fire.”
“Robert Frost,” he said.
“You know it? Oh, yeah, duh, English teacher.” She looked at him like a broken toy. “I mean, you used to be. Tresa felt bad about what happened.”
“Let’s go, Glory.”
“Tresa never thought they would do anything like that.”
“We should get back to the hotel.” He put his hand out.
Glory took his hand in hers, but then she slid a damp arm around his waist. Her face came up to his neck. She tilted her chin toward him. Her breath smelled of alcohol, and her white teeth were stained darker by the wine. “Kiss me.”
He reached around his back to disentangle himself. He looked over his shoulder toward the hotel again and felt an uncomfortable sensation, as if he were being watched from the darkness. Or maybe someone was testing him.
“Stop it.”
“Tresa says your lips are soft,” Glory whispered.
Mark pried her hands away from his body. He took an urgent, awkward step backward in the sand to separate himself. When Glory reached out to hold him, she was too far away, and she stumbled and sank to her knees. Her stringy brown hair fell across her face. Her skin was pale, and he saw disorientation in her eyes.
“Are you okay?” he asked.
Glory didn’t say anything.
He squatted in front of her. “Glory?”
She looked up at him. Tears streaked down her face. She wiped her nose with the back of her hand. On her knees, crying, she looked like a pretty, lost girl again. A typical teenager with blemishes on her forehead. A kid pretending to be an adult. He reached to touch her shoulder but pulled his hand back, as if her skin would be on fire.
“What’s wrong?” he asked. “Why are you out here by yourself?”
“I don’t want to go home,” she said.
“Why not?”
She shook her head. “I don’t know what to do.”
Mark started to press her for details, but he realized he was letting himself get sucked into this girl’s life and problems. That had always been his weakness. He was a fixer.
“I’ll take you back to the hotel,” he murmured. He took her elbow and helped her to her feet. Her legs were rubbery, and she grabbed him for balance, clinging to his neck so tightly that her nails dug into his skin. He guided her into the dry sand with an arm around her waist, but she yanked free and skipped unsteadily back into the water. Trails of sand clung to her knees and thighs. She held her arms out to him.
“Let’s swim,” she said.
“I don’t think so.”
“One quick swim, then we’ll go.”
“No.”
“Oh, come on.” She was a coquette again. Her moods changed like clouds passing over the moon. “I won’t bite. Unless you’re into that.”
“Get out of the water,” he told her sternly. “You’re drunk. You could hurt yourself.”
“I think you’re afraid of me,” she said. “You want me.”
“Stop playing games, Glory.”
“You think I’m too young, but I’m not.”
“What are you, sixteen?”
“So what? All the parts work.”
Mark didn’t feel vulnerable to her, but he remembered what Hilary had told him about teaching teenaged girls. You think they’re kids. They’re not. He wanted this encounter to be over. He wished he had never gotten out of bed and never taken a walk on the beach. Nothing good could come from being here with Glory.
“It’s okay to play with fire,” the girl said.
“I’m leaving.”
Glory scrambled out of the water. She sprinted up to him and stood, dripping, in front of him. Her voice was young now. “Don’t go.”
“We’re both going inside.”
“Why don’t you want to have sex with me?” she asked. “Is it Tresa? I won’t tell her.”
“Oh, for God’s sake, Glory,” he muttered in exasperation.
“I’m not a virgin,” she went on. “Troy wasn’t even the first. You know what the boys call me at school? My nickname? It’s Glory Glory Hallelujah.”
“You shouldn’t brag about that,” he said, before he could stop himself. He didn’t want to lecture her or be drawn into a discussion of her sexuality. He just wanted to turn around and go. Things were getting out of control.
He saw her eyes focused on the palm trees over his shoulder, and he flinched. He turned, expecting to see someone watching the two of them together. He knew it would be the same as last year if they were discovered. Suspicions. Accusations. You’re a predator, they would say. Instinctively, he thought of ways to explain his behavior, to defend himself, even when he’d done nothing wrong.
Instead, he saw no one. They were alone. Weren’t they?
“I’m leaving, Glory,” he insisted.
“If you go, I’ll just tell everybody we had sex anyway,” she said. “Who do you think they’ll believe? If you stay, it can be our secret.”
Glory reached behind her back. He didn’t realize what she was doing, but when her hands came forward, they held the strings to her bikini top, which dangled at her hips. She tugged the ties at her neck, undoing the knot, and shrugged her torso, letting the red top peel away and fall to her feet. Her eyes were serious and confident as she cupped her naked breasts.
“No one will ever know,” she whispered.

 
Copyright © 2011 by Brian Freeman
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  • Posted March 5, 2011

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    This is a super police procedural-amateur sleuth thriller

    In Door County, Wisconsin, teacher Mark Bradley is accused of an affair with a teenage student Tresa Fischer. Both deny the accusations though the pupil admits she has a crush on Mark. He is fired as the townsfolk figuratively inscribe a P on his forehead for "predator". His wife Hilary believes him.

    Tresa's sister Glory is drunk when she sees Mark on a Florida beach alone at three in the morning. She offers her body to him, but instead he tells her he is taking her home. Later that same morning, Glory's corpse is found near the hotel where the Bradleys are staying. The police suspect he killed his lover's sibling in a passion rage. Already irate over the injustice he suffered; Mark is stunned when he realizes he is the only person of interest. While Hilary investigates to prove her spouse's innocence, Florida Detective Cab Bolton tries to break the suspect, but begins to believe the wife's dangerous theory even as her faith in Mark is beginning to shatter.

    This is a super police procedural-amateur sleuth thriller starring a powerful cast and loaded with twisting action from start to finish. Readers will believe Mark is innocent but like his wife soon will wonder if he is guilty of homicide and sex with a minor. Coincidence like being alone on a Naples beach at three in the morning propels the tension and sense of guilt so that readers will appreciate this taut thriller.

    Harriet Klausner

    3 out of 3 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted April 5, 2012

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    I listened to this as an audiobook, narrated by Joe Barrett, so

    I listened to this as an audiobook, narrated by Joe Barrett, so my review is based on that version.

    Mark Bradley and his wife Hilary think they have it all. They have finally found love. They both have jobs they love, a new house they love, and they think all is going well for them. That is until a mother reads her daughter’s diary and finds that her daughter has written some very sensual things in there. Things about sex with her teacher, Mark Bradley. Then it is trial by gossipy neighbors and co-workers. Hilary thinks she knows her husband better than to suspect him of doing the deed with a young girl and decides to stand by him as he faces ridicule, loses his teaching job, and is ostracized by his so-called friends.

    On a vacation to Florida to watch a dance competition, a young girls turn up dead on the beach outside of Mark and Hilary’s hotel. Unfortunately for Mark, not only does the girl turn out to be the sister of the girl he is accused of having an affair with, but he is the prime suspect. When Mark and Hillary return to the small town where they live, they will find out that they are no longer welcome. People believe Mark is guilty and want him gone, permanently.

    As the investigation unfolds, Mark starts behaving erratically. Hillary starts to have doubts about her husband and wonders if there is something else he isn’t telling her.

    This was a very suspenseful murder mystery. Right up until the ending, I still couldn’t decide if Mark was a lying, cheating jerk or just a guy suffering from ‘outsider’ syndrome. If you have ever lived in a small town you know what that is. The new people are never to be trusted, they are never allowed into inner circles, and are always the first to have fingers pointed in their direction when things go wrong.

    This was my first novel by author Brian Freeman and it won’t be my last. I really enjoy a story that keeps you guessing right up until the end.


    The Narration Review
    This audiobook was narrated by Joe Barrett. I enjoyed his calm narration through most of the book and really enjoyed it when things started heating up and getting exciting. It was like he was right there with me in the suspense department. When you read a book and it comes to the suspenseful part you tend to read a little faster until you are almost ripping the pages as you turn them. That is what I felt like Joe was doing. It felt like he was so gripped by the story that he was feeling all the emotions that I was feeling and couldn’t wait to take me with him on the ride.

    2 out of 2 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted June 17, 2011

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    AWESOME

    Brian Freeman never lets me down. This book will keep you up late.

    2 out of 3 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted April 12, 2011

    If you are a fan of Brian Freeman you won't be disappointed!

    I have read all of Brian Freeman's books and have been looking forward to this one coming out. When I purchased the book I was a little sad that it wasn't a Stride novel but was eager to read it anyway. It has great characters, another great setting and a wonderful read. Freeman continues to amaze me with his words. I read the book in about a day and a half and now must wait anxiously for his next book to come out. If you've never read any of his books, this is a great place to start! ~Kim~

    2 out of 2 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted July 22, 2012

    I listened to the audio book for this. It was great. He needs to

    I listened to the audio book for this. It was great. He needs to make Cab Bolton a regular.

    1 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted October 12, 2011

    A psychological thriller done by someone who knows how to write one

    Here's a psychological thriller done by someone who knows how to write one. While basically a story of a man and wife, the plot bleeds out to include a detective and and CSI analyst, some troubled teenagers, and a terrible tragedy from the past. The tragedy, portrayed in the breathtaking prologue, reaches lethal tentacles into the future and threatens almost everyone involved.
    Mark Bradley is having a tough time. He and his wife, Hillary, moved to an idyllic island in rural Door County, northern Wisconsin, from a Chicago suburb to live on their salaries as teachers and raise a happy family. Mark, however, was accused of sexual harassment when the mother of shy teenaged student, Tresa, read the torrid accounts of an inappropriate affair in Tresa's diary. Tresa insisted her writings were all fantasy, but Mark was fired anyway and has been out of a job for a year. His wife, Hillary is still a dance coach at the high school, but her reception by the locals has become increasingly chilly.
    Mark accompanies his wife and her dance students to Florida for a competition. It's supposed to be a relaxing getaway, but Mark is accosted on the beach by Tresa's younger sister, Glory. When Glory is found dead, a witness is found that saw Mark kissing Glory very late at night. He insists they didn't kiss, and that he didn't kill the girl. Hillary wants to believe him, but she's exhausted from standing by him during the ordeal of the past year. And she's not quite sure he's telling the truth.
    Cab (Born In One) Bolton, the unusual detective assigned to the case, fights against his attraction to the lovely CSI analyst, Lala. Like Hillary, he doesn't know who to believe. But he's Mark's only hope. And he carries a horrific secret of his own from the past.

    Reviewed by Kaye George, Author of "CHOKE: An Imogene Duckworthy Mystery" for Suspense Magazine

    1 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted July 12, 2011

    Very Good!

    1st book I read of Freeman and loved it. Just oreder 5 more books!

    1 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted February 17, 2014

    Lish

    Wow! This book is incredible! Puzzles upon puzzles. Start early on Saturday morning, find a quiet spot and a comfortable chair, get your Coke and chips, shut off your cell, shut the door and get ready for a heartpounding ride! If Life intrudes and you have to put the book down for a bit, I guarantee you will NOT quit thinking about it and wanting to get back as fast as you can. You'll love Mark and Hilary but most of the rest will make you want to scream. For sure there won't be likewarm feelings or thoughts toward the people or the drama that unfolds. If you like your heart to pound, get this book and enjoy!

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  • Anonymous

    Posted October 19, 2013

    Bone

    Okay book, lots of boring, useless details, i skipped lots of pages.

    0 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted June 20, 2012

    Do not waste money on this book-AWFUL!

    I didn't like book at all, I had to force myself to finish reading it. If I'd borrowed it instead of buying it, I would not have even finished it. It was so boring for thriller and very predictable; a book that's considered a "thriller" should keep you on the edge of your seat and guessing-not putting you to sleep. Sorry, Mr. Freeman this book sucks!

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    Why no sample

    Why is there no sample. .?

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