Deadly Secrets [NOOK Book]

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PHILIPPE LAFRANCE is a well known reclusive writer whose life is suddenly thrown upside down. The grandfather he never knew existed dies. Throughout his own investigation, Philippe learns that his family has kept secrets from him, deep, ugly secrets. A killer is murdering the men in his family. First his father then his grandfather have succumbed at the hands of another. This murderer is trying his utmost to keep secrets buried. Bereft, Roxanne St-Clair is left to manage a restaurant when the only person who ever...
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Overview

PHILIPPE LAFRANCE is a well known reclusive writer whose life is suddenly thrown upside down. The grandfather he never knew existed dies. Throughout his own investigation, Philippe learns that his family has kept secrets from him, deep, ugly secrets. A killer is murdering the men in his family. First his father then his grandfather have succumbed at the hands of another. This murderer is trying his utmost to keep secrets buried. Bereft, Roxanne St-Clair is left to manage a restaurant when the only person who ever mattered to her, her foster parent and mentor, is murdered. She puts her life on hold to find his killer and bring him to justice. Thrown together by circumstance and a mutual goal, Philippe and Roxanne fight their attraction and team up to find the killer, bring him to justice and unearth the truth. To stay alive, they must keep one step ahead of the assassin in order to prevent him from killing his next target, Philippe. Will they succeed in bringing to justice this killer before Philippe becomes his next victim? Will they be able to deal with the truth behind all the secrets?
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  • BN ID: 2940000157947
  • Publisher: Lachesis Publishing
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A cold September breeze whipped at the fallen leaves near where she stood in front of the mahogany coffin. Roxanne St-Clair's curly long strands of hair were blown into her eyes. Unconsciously, she tucked them behind her ear as she glanced over at the lone man standing across the coffin from her. She turned her attention back to Father Joe, who was completing prayers for the final farewell of George Lafrance.

From his dark well-cut suit to his cold green eyes, this stranger, who resembled George, had to be the estranged grandson, Philippe Lafrance. The grandson no one knew existed until a few days ago.

Father Joe closed his bible and lowered his head in silent prayer. Roxanne took this moment to caress George's mahogany coffin in her own final private farewell. She would forever be grateful and indebted to the compassionate man.

Ten years ago, he'd given her a chance at a better life when he took her in, becoming her last foster parent, her only family.

Father Joe straightened and cleared his throat. "Before we leave, I wish to take this opportunity, on behalf of George's family, to invite everyone back to Rock Heaven, and toast George one last time." He gave a curt nod to the stranger, then to Roxanne.

People nodded, mumbled and began to scatter. Roxanne accepted the odd condolence but from the corner of her eye she watched Philippe linger by his grandfather's coffin. It looked as if he were saying his own farewell.

He raised his head, and their eyes connected for a fleeting moment. Was it sadness she saw in their depths? Quickly, he masked his angry jade eyes with aloofness. He acknowledged her with a curt nod, turned around and left without a backwardglance.

Her best friend, Vanessa, leaned towards her. "You know Roxanne, in all the years I've known George, I never heard him mention a word about a grandson. He talked about losing his son to a heart attack and his wife to breast cancer, but not a word about a grandson. It's kind of weird, don't you think?"

Against her own better judgment, Roxanne wondered as well.

The grandson had inherited George's build, from his broad shoulders and trim waist to chiseled face. The only difference was, George never made her heart flutter with a fleeting eye contact; his grandson did. She tore her gaze from Philippe's retreating back and turned her attention back to Vanessa. "He must have had his reasons."

As if reading Roxanne's mind, Vanessa acknowledged her. "He does resemble George, don't you think?"

"I bet that's the only thing he has in common with George." Roxanne couldn't help but stare at Philippe crossing between the cemetery gates. He reached a blue Toyota, unlocked the driver's door and slipped in.

A police cruiser crawled by, blocking her view of Philippe's car. The police officers openly stared at the remaining mourners.

* * * *

In a secluded corner of the Rock Heaven restaurant, Philippe brooded. He struggled with the notion that so many people had expressed their sympathy for a man he never knew existed until his death. He checked the room, once again seeking the long dark brown curls and slim figure of Roxanne St-Clair.

He braced himself when he noticed her. She was heading his way her ankle-length black dress accentuating her slim waist.

She switched her cola to her other hand and extended her hand. "I'm Roxanne St-Clair."

Despite noticing anger in her eyes, he shook her hand. He wondered how her soft hands would feel caressing the rest of his body. Philippe mentally shook himself. "Philippe Lafrance, but you already know that." To his annoyance, silently she settled in the seat beside him and toyed with the straw in her drink.

Finally, she shrugged, "I didn't know George had a grandson. Imagine my surprise when his lawyer told us the news a few days ago."

Her comment hit a sore point. He averted his gaze. Past experience taught him raw emotions left a person vulnerable. It was the last thing he wanted this woman to pick up on, his vulnerability. Anger he could deal with, but sympathy infuriated him. He'd already spotted it on her face. If she knew how much he hurt...

Philippe drained the last of his beer. "That makes two of us."

Her eyes widened in shock at the news, only to shrink into small slits. Sharp as a whip, she'd picked up on his sarcasm.

"I have a hard time believing that," said Roxanne harshly.

"This will come as a surprise, but I really don't care what you or anyone else believes." He met her glare with one of his own. "So what was the bastard really like?"

He winced at her sudden sharp intake of breath and instantly regretted the slip. Her eyes darkened to a deep hazel. His words now lay between them like a heavy cloth ready to smother them both.

"Don't you dare speak of George like that. You have no right to criticize him, especially on the day we buried him."

A moment passed, gazes clashing. "What would you call a man who ignored his only grandson all his life?" he demanded, teeth clenched. "I would love to know why he never tried to contact me."

Roxanne's shoulders sagged. She sighed, "I don't know. He must have had his reasons."

"Well, we'll never know now, will we?" He raised his empty glass. "To the man who made time for everyone but his only grandson."

Before he knew it, she reached over and gently touched his forearm. He looked down at her blunt cut and clear fingernails lingering on his coat jacket, willing his body not to respond.

"I'll leave you to your pity party." Roxanne rose and walked away, shaking her head.

"Way to go, Philippe," he muttered to himself, "you can be such an ass. You really know how to impress a lady."

His mind quickly turned to the puzzle his grandfather had become. Could George be the wonderful man all these people were toasting? Why hadn't he found room in his life and in his heart to give his only grandson some of the support and love he so generously dished out to others?

Philippe absently stared into his empty glass. It reflected how his heart felt, empty. He should find Roxanne and apologize for his inappropriate comment. She didn't deserve getting the blunt of his anger.

His debate was cut short by a young woman slipping into Roxanne's vacated seat. The voluptuous blonde had been talking with Roxanne when he'd left the cemetery grounds.

"Hi handsome!" She winked at him. "You must be the mystery grandson no one knew about until two days ago. I'm Vanessa Dixon."

He shook her extended French manicured hand. "Philippe Lafrance," he offered, scanning the room for Roxanne.

"If you're looking for Roxanne you're wasting your time."

"What do you mean? Has she left?"

Vanessa shrugged her short curvy frame. "I'd say she's probably out back, licking her wounds after your talk."

"Licking her wounds?" His social skills were a little rusty, but he hadn't been that harsh with her, had he?

"She mentioned that you'd been a bit harsh."

He rose, intent on finding her, but Vanessa grabbed his arm, applying enough pressure to gain his full attention.

"I'd give her a little breathing room if I were you. She took George's death pretty hard."

"Why is it harder for her in particular?" Philippe dropped back into his seat. He wanted information, and Vanessa seemed willing to provide.

"She found him, dead, in this here kitchen."

Philippe squeezed his eyes shut and mentally kicked himself.

"I take it by your reaction that you didn't know."

He shook his head.

"How come you never came to visit George?"

He had to give it to her, Vanessa didn't beat around the bush. "Listen, we don't know each other. Why would I confess to you?"

"I hear confessions are good for the soul." She leaned back on the stool and smiled confidently. "Not that I've tried it lately.

Philippe squashed the urge to return her tantalizing smile. She was the type of woman who would interest him. No strings. However a particular brunette with plenty of strings and expectations captivated his attention right now. He might as well find out as much as he could about her. "How long have you known Roxanne?"

"Since she came to live with your grandfather." Vanessa eyed him sideways. "Why?"

He ignored her question. "What kind of relationship did she have with my grandfather?"

Her eyes were an open book. He could see her internal debate on how much to reveal. Her glance traveled the room before landing back on him, giving him her full attention once more. "They were very close and good for each other." She sighed. "If you talk to the regulars, you'd discover that when your grandmother died of breast cancer, a part of him died with her. His famous phrase being, she was his better half. Then his son, your father, died a few years later. Everyone feared the heartbreak would kill him."

"Why is that?"

"George loved life. He lived it to the fullest, but after their deaths, he felt he no longer had a reason to live. He never came back to his former self, until he found Roxanne sleeping behind the restaurant's dumpster. Raising her gave him a reason for living again. He, in return, gave her a chance at a better life, away from the streets."

"What about Roxanne's family? Where were they?"

"I don't know," Vanessa rose, "but if you want to know more, you'll have to ask her yourself. You won't get any brownie points with her by grilling her friends."

Walking away, Vanessa threw her last words over her shoulder. "Roxanne will tell you, if and when she's ready. Don't push her."

The voluptuous blond sashayed her way across the room. To his dismay, her sumptuous body left him cold. She exuded the kind of sexuality that always turned him on, but for once in his life, it didn't entice him.

His interest lay fixated on another woman, Roxanne. He knew it the moment their gazes had clashed at the cemetery. He hated not having total control of himself and his surroundings but the feelings this slim woman evoked in him annoyed and scared him. He intended to be rid of it the moment he figured out how to do just that.

* * * *

Roxanne heaved a sigh of relief when the last mourner left the restaurant. However, she wasn't completely alone. Throughout the entire evening, she'd felt Philippe's gaze on her which provoked spine-tingling shivers each and every time he looked her way.

She leaned her back against the front door, exhausted. She needed to sleep for days on end but first, she had to deal with Philippe.

Philippe still occupied the same stool he had all evening long, at the far end of the bar. During the evening, he'd removed his jacket, dark green tie and undone the top two buttons of his white shirt. He looked handsome, in a roguish kind of way with his straight dark brown hair grazing his shirt collar, tapered waist and broad shoulders. This man spent time in the gym on a regular basis.

She lingered against the doorway, postponing the inevitable. Until he said, "I won't bite," and sipped from his beer mug.

"I'm not scared of you." Her voice sounded weak even to her, but right now, she really didn't care. She wanted to lock up, walk the few blocks to her apartment and cry herself to sleep. "I don't want to argue with you."

Philippe nodded in agreement. "One question before I leave. Can you explain why cops staked out the funeral?"

Roxanne sent him a 'what-do-I-care' look. No one else had mentioned their presence at the cemetery so she figured they hadn't noticed them. It seemed Philippe didn't miss anything. She forced her legs to move towards him. "They weren't staking it out," she said. "They were probably paying their respects. George donated a lot of money to their charities."

Philippe shook his head. "I don't think so. If they were paying their respects, they would have been standing among the mourners instead they remained in their car. Why is that?"

She remained silent.

He gave her a curt nod and changed the subject. "Look, about earlier, I was out of line." At her raised eyebrow he added, "my comments about George were uncalled for." He lifted his hand to hold off her interruption. "I shouldn't have said anything to you, especially today of all days." He looked away. "He was someone important to you, and I'm sorry if my comments hurt you in any way."

"Apology accepted."

He swiveled in her direction and raised a glance to her. "Do you always accept apologies from rude men so quickly or am I in luck?"

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  • Posted January 25, 2009

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    excellent romantic amateur sleuth novel

    On the same day of the funeral of George Lafrance, the police inform his ward Roxanne St-Claire that someone murdered him. As Father Joe conducts the ceremony, Roxanne notices a young man at the funeral whose looks makes him most likely her beloved late foster father¿s grandson whom she never met.<BR/><BR/>Renowned reclusive author Philippe Lafrance is in shock not so much from the death of his grandfather, but from never knowing he had been alive. He understands why his matriarchal family hid his grandfather and other secrets he has recently learned from him in order to keep him safe. Philippe knows someone murdered his father and his grandfather; he is probably next on the list having shown up at the funeral announcing his heritage to this unknown predator. When he and Roxanne meet at the funeral, each is stunned by their attraction for the other. However, both recognize the need to ignore their desire as catching a killer comes first; for him it is a matter of preservation while for her it is in honor of her cherished mentoring foster parent.<BR/><BR/>The key to this excellent romantic amateur sleuth novel is that the fully developed lead characters never lose sight of what is critical: finding the culprit before he or she makes their attempt to kill Philippe; the romance takes a necessary back seat to the suspense. The support cast is solid as Philippe and Roxanne investigate each suspect to fathom who the killer is. Fans will appreciate Leann Burke strong thriller as the identity of the killer is in plain sight yet almost impossible to pick out of the usual suspects.<BR/><BR/>Harriet Klausner

    8 out of 8 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted February 10, 2009

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    Great Romance, Great Mystery!

    Loved how romance between Roxanne and Philippe developed¿gave me a very warm feeling. Murder mystery kept me on my toes! I enjoyed the investigative questions and answers that occurred throughout novel, making the characters come alive for me, and the eventual knowledge of ¿who had done it¿ a surprise. One of the things I liked about Roxanne that stuck in my mind was her ability to know ingredients in a dish by taste and smell as well, and yes, has something to do with story. Of course, Philippe¿s talents as an author came in handy too. The letter at end of novel from Ms. Burke to readers touched me. It explained author¿s personal reasons for donating percentage of royalties to breast cancer research.

    7 out of 7 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted February 9, 2009

    Intoxicating.

    The story opens at the funeral of George Lafrance. Roxanne St.Clair had been in several foster homes and on the street before George found her huddling behind his restaurant, Rock Heaven, ten years ago. George immediately took her under his wing. Roxanne thought she knew all about George until a couple of days before the funeral. That is when she learned of a grandson, Philippe. <BR/><BR/>Philippe Lafrance never knew he had a grandfather until George's lawyer called him to come for the will's reading. All his mother, Angela Lebeau, would say is that he died young due to a heart attack. Philippe knew that he looked a lot like his father and had the same deadly allergic reaction to nuts, but nothing else. The more Philippe learns about George, the more he wishes he had known his grandfather. <BR/><BR/>The police show up at Rock Heaven after the last mourner leaves. Roxanne and Philippe are shocked to learn George had been murdered. Someone had slipped nuts into something he ate, causing the death. Roxanne and Philippe also learn that George had hired a private investigator a year ago, who was still digging up information on the death of his son (Philippe's father). The pair team up and head to Shawinigan for answers. It looks as though someone had gotten away with one, perhaps two, murders. And if Roxanne and Philippe do not quit asking dangerous questions, they could be next. <BR/><BR/>***** Buckle up and keep your hands inside the cart at all times because this story will take you on a wild roller coaster ride. Full of twists, loops, and unexpected turns, this book will appeal to anyone who enjoys the genres of mysteries and/or romantic suspense. Both main characters are extremely well developed. Each has a past that neither wishes to share, but slowly open up as the story progresses. As in reality, the couple must meet and interview several people. Some of these become secondary characters and are almost as well developed as the main ones. Leeann Burke has written an intoxicating story that you will not easily put down. ***** <BR/><BR/>Reviewed by Detra Fitch of Huntress Reviews.

    6 out of 6 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted January 29, 2011

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    I really like it!

    I was selected as a First Reads winner, so I want to thank Goodreads and Leeann Burke for giving me the opportunity to read this book. My Opinion: The story talks about a young man who one day discovers certain things in his life that he ignored, and among those secrets, is the death of two of his close relatives. From that moment, together with a beautiful young woman, he will try to discover the truth before the murderer kills his next target. Him. The story takes us directly to the point. No long introductions or detailed passages. The author takes us through pages showing new characters and mysteries to solve. Sometimes I thought I was reading a book written by one of the great masters of mystery, where you don't know the truth, until you reach the last pages. Also we have romance, family problems, drama, political stuff. a little bit of everything. The main characters are well defined, and we can clearly see how they complement each other, and how they overcome their fears. I loved some secondary characters, and others I hate them from the beginning. I`m glad I had the opportunity to read this book. I recommend it to all fans of mystery who also love romantic stories like me. 4 Stars: I really like it!

    4 out of 4 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted December 20, 2013

    Totally lame!!!

    It took me only a page or two to realize how lame this book was going to be. It felt like it was written by an imature high school student. I had to give up reading it at page 30.

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