Every Move She Makes

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Gruesome slasher murders are spreading terror in San Francisco. The pressure is on the police force to track down the killer before another young woman is found, throat cut, body abandoned. Homicide Inspector Kate Gillespie is picked to lead the search with her partner, old-timer Sam Scolari.

This is the case that could make Kate's career. But the next victim stops her in her tracks--Sam's ex-wife. All evidence points to him. He goes ...

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Overview

Gruesome slasher murders are spreading terror in San Francisco. The pressure is on the police force to track down the killer before another young woman is found, throat cut, body abandoned. Homicide Inspector Kate Gillespie is picked to lead the search with her partner, old-timer Sam Scolari.

This is the case that could make Kate's career. But the next victim stops her in her tracks--Sam's ex-wife. All evidence points to him. He goes underground, leaving Kate alone to prove his innocence, or his guilt.

Kate has to find the killer before the cops find Sam. Complicating matters is Mike "Torrid" Torrance, the sexiest Internal Affairs officer ever to carry a badge. He's watching Kate, an assignment that brings them far closer than they expected. Without a partner she can trust . . . with a killer and a cop watching her every move . . . can Kate find the truth before it's too late?

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Editorial Reviews

Janet Evanovich
A sizzler! This smart and sexy thriller kept me up all night.
Catherine Coulter
Smart, tough, and right on the mark. What a great kick-off for this new hard-hitting series.
Booked for Murder
A riveting story, tightly plotted with well-defined characters and plenty of tension. It's an all around first-rate mystery I thoroughly enjoyed. Highly recommended.
Romantic Times Magazine
A tough, stylish thriller. Burcell is a police officer and the story rings with authenticity...Fans of police novels or stories with strong female protagonists will not be disappointed.
Publishers Weekly - Publisher's Weekly
Kate Gillespie, the first female homicide detective in the San Francisco Police Department, and her partner, Sam Scolari, are investigating the discovery of a dead body in a freezer when Sam's wife, the coroner on the case, is murdered, perhaps by a serial killer who has been terrorizing the city. Sam suddenly disappears, leading everyone to think he is the murderer--and leaving Kate to solve the mystery and prove his innocence. She is thwarted, however, by three men competing for her attention: Mike Torrance, the Internal Affairs investigator following Kate in the hope that she'll lead him to Sam; her devious ex-husband, Reid Bettencourt; and Nicholas Paolini, a local crime boss against whom Kate is about to testify and who has been making threats on her life. Real-life police officer Burcell's (When Midnight Comes) latest thriller is fast-paced but overly complicated and lacks focus. Kate's motivation for believing in her partner's innocence and risking her own career to prove it is unclear. Kate is a well-developed character, and the details of police investigation are interesting, but by the end of the story, the central mystery has been lost in the myriad subplots. (Dec.) Copyright 1999 Cahners Business Information.
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Product Details

  • ISBN-13: 9780061014321
  • Publisher: HarperCollins Publishers
  • Publication date: 12/28/1999
  • Format: Mass Market Paperback
  • Pages: 400
  • Sales rank: 429,500
  • Product dimensions: 4.18 (w) x 6.75 (h) x 1.00 (d)

Meet the Author

Robin Burcell is an FBI-trained forensic artist who has worked in law enforcement for over two decades as a police officer, detective, and hostage negotiator. A two-time Anthony Award winner, she is the author of four Sydney Fitzpatrick novels—The Black List, The Dark Hour, The Bone Chamber, and Face of a Killer—as well as four novels featuring SFPD homicide detective Kate Gillespie: Every Move She Makes, Fatal Truth, Deadly Legacy, and Cold Case.

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Chapter One

Ask any homicide inspector and he--or she-will tell you the same. Just before the end of shift on any given Friday, Murphy's Law prevails. If you have plans, you might as well cancel them, because someone's bound to find a body. Such is the life of a cop. Mine at San Francisco PD was no different.

On this particular Friday in early November, I got the call precisely twenty minutes before I was due to leave on a weekend trip to Napa. My ex-husband, DA Investigator Reid Bettencouurt, intended the trip as a means to bring us back together, though God only knew where he was getting the money--he still owed me three thousand dollars for bills I was left with after our divorce. I, having no intention of getting back together with him, agreed to go--Dutch, of course--and was dressed for the occasion in a winter-white cashmere sweater, tan plaid wool skirt, and soft leather boots. I wore my shoulder-length brown hair pulled back in clip, leaving a few trendy strands loose to frame my face and bring out the brown in my eyes. It wasa gray, windy day, and I was en route to Reid's North Beach flat when my pager went off, alerting me to the homicide out by Pier 24. I telephoned Reid from the car.

"Why can't Scolari take it?" he asked.

"I'm sure he will. Once he gets there." Sam Scolari, my partner, knew I was on my way out of town and had promised to cover for me. So far he had yet to answer his page, which left me no choice. "I have to respond. You know the routine." Reid should. It was one of the reasons we divorced. I was at the beck and call of fate, and he didn't like it. "Drive on up. If I get off in time, I'll meet you fordinner," I said. "If not, we'll make it breakfast. Hopefully they'll hold my room."

"How are we supposed to make this work if you're not there?"

"Short of making the body come back to life, I don't have much choice." Come to think of it, I'd had the same problem with our marriage.

"Scolari's doing this on purpose."

"Gotta go," I said, having no wish to get into it with him about my partner. "I'll call you."

I drove inland, past Pier 24, parking behind two patrol cars in front of a single-story brick warehouse that occupied one full block, making sure I kept my Irish-Italian temper in check. It was not the weekend away with Reid I was sore about missing. It was the weekend away, period. I wanted to go anyplace where I didn't have to look at dead bodies.

An officer stood sentinel at the door, and as I approached I did a double take. The officer, like me, had dark eyes and chestnut hair, reminding me of my older brother-until he spoke. It was not my brother's voice. That I would never hear again.

I composed myself, and showed my gold inspector's star. "Kate Gillespie. Homicide."

"Body's inside," he said. "Medical Examiner's investigator hasn't gotten here yet."

I pulled a small spiral notebook from my overcoatpocket. A gust of wind tore at the pages, made it difficult to write. I glanced at the officer's nameplate to copy it. Robertson. Star 5632. "Who's the, reporting party?"

"Officer O'Sullivan."

"Sully?" Kyle O'Sullivan was a senior officer assigned to the Mission Station. He liked the action, and I couldn't picture him working this area. Too quiet. "What's he doing out here?"

"Working security next door."

"Next door?" I looked up from my notebook, but didn't see another entrance.

"Hilliard Pharmaceutical. Entrance is around the corner. The warehouse is split in half. Cinder block right down the middle. From what Sully says, it's just a storage facility. No pharmaceuticals."

"Didn't know they had a facility out this far," I commented, jotting the information down. Hilliard Pharmaceutical was probably one of the single largest employers of off-duty San Francisco cops. My father had worked security there while he was an officer at the department,and I'd heard that's where my part per,Scolari, had earnedhis extra money, too, putting his wife through medicalschool.

"Where's Sully at?" I asked.

"Left as soon as Fisk and I got here and secured the crime scene. Said he was going to Tahoe for the weekend."

Must be nice." Had I wanted to get off on time ever again, I would have remained a patrol officer. Even then you rolled the dice.

"And the morgue gave a ten-minute ETA for their investigators. That was five minutes ago. Oh, and I got a statement from Sully before he took off. Said he was driving around the premises in a Hilliard Pharmaceutical security truck. Saw some kids climbing in that window over there." Robertson indicated a broken window at the east end, and a Dumpster below it. "They told him they broke in on a dare. Heard the place was haunted."

"Where're they at now?"

"Got'em separated. One in my radio car, the other in Fisk's. He's inside with the body."

I looked over at the black and whites parked nearby. Sure enough, the kids, maybe about ten years old, peered out the window of each car, their frightened gazes watching my every move. Probably scared about being blamed for the murder.

"Let's get them transported to the Hall, put a couple volunteers with them, hot chocolate, the works." "The Hall" was what we called the Hall of justice, a one-stop-shopping of county facilities housed in a seven-story building that included not only the police department and most of its investigative units, but the courts, the jail, the District Attorney's office, and nearly every other county agency you could think of I pushed open the warehouse door, stepped into the musty darkness, still harboring the hope that this would turn out to be simple homicide, something that wouldn't take more than a couple hours of my time, max.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted November 10, 2002

    Every Move She Makes

    If you like James Patterson¿s 1st to Die, you¿ll love Robin Burcell¿s Every Move She Makes. Kate Gillespie is a very real and likeable character you find yourself rooting for no matter how bad things get. As a police officer herself, Robin is able to show the reality of life on a police department and the toll the job takes, while still weaving a great mystery. This book is highly recommended.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted September 13, 2000

    Burcell introduces Inspector Kate Gillispie

    Robin Bucell creates a wonderful, insightful character in Inspector Kate Gillipsie. There should be a sequel for her. I was delighted with the inner working details of a major police department, the pace, and the suspense of what happened to her partner. Burcell carries us thru to a suspenseful ending that is worth every cent. Buy!

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  • Anonymous

    Posted January 19, 2000

    great story a little mystery a little romance

    i really enjoyed this book.. and i hope this is the start of a series. good luck to this new author

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