Eye of the Beholder

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Things Aren’t Always How They Appear!

Guy Jones is about to burst his buttons. He just won the biggest case of his career and is being hailed by his law partners. But his wife, Ellen, is consumed with her quirky, needy friends and misses his victory dinner. Little does she know that Kinsey Abbott, Guy’s pretty legal secretary, is more than happy to keep him company. Communication between the Joneses rapidly deteriorates when Ellen’s stubborn loyalty to an Iranian couple lands ...

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Overview

Things Aren’t Always How They Appear!

Guy Jones is about to burst his buttons. He just won the biggest case of his career and is being hailed by his law partners. But his wife, Ellen, is consumed with her quirky, needy friends and misses his victory dinner. Little does she know that Kinsey Abbott, Guy’s pretty legal secretary, is more than happy to keep him company. Communication between the Joneses rapidly deteriorates when Ellen’s stubborn loyalty to an Iranian couple lands her in the FBI’s spotlight—and Guy’s bad graces. Guy soon discovers Kinsey’s dark side, which inevitably pulls him into a web of danger and deceit. He decides not to tell Ellen. But it’s going to cost him.

Who is my neighbor?

Guy Jones is about to burst his buttons. He just won the biggest case of his career and is being hailed by his law partners. But his wife, Ellen, is so consumed with her quirky, needy friends that she misses his victory dinner—and bright, beautiful legal secretary Kinsey Abbott is only too glad to keep him company.

When a fishing boat full of explosives is seized near Seaport, Ellen’s stubborn loyalty to her Iranian friends lands her in the FBI’s spotlight—and Guy’s bad graces. But when Guy encounters Kinsey’s dark side, a lot more than the Joneses’ marriage is threatened!

Amid danger, deceit, and violence, Guy and Ellen clash over a key issue: Who is worth befriending—and who deserves loyalty under fire?

“As if pulled from today’s headlines, this novel touches on the fear that overtakes a town when rumors of terrorists are afoot. Filled with unexpected twists, Eye of the Beholder held me captive until the very end.”

—Traci DePree

Author of Aprons on a Clothesline

Eye of the Beholder enticed me from the first page with familiar and beloved people. Then it took a twist that both delighted and convicted me. This visit to Seaport will change your life.”

—Janelle Clare Schneider, Author

Story Behind the Book

“My novels don’t come to me ahead of time; each book flows off the tips of my fingers as I sit down and begin to ‘feel’ the issues deep inside myself. For me, the most intriguing aspect of my writing style is that I don’t plan and outline the stories. I turn my fingers loose and get inside the characters and instinctively know where I need to go. After all the suspense is said and done, my hope is that each story will give us pause. That in the deepest part of our souls, we’ll embrace the depth of what it means to be believers and then be moved to share its powerful simplicity with those who struggle without hope. I want Eye of the Beholder to take readers inside my characters’ hearts and minds so they will take an honest look at whether they show favoritism to people of higher social standing. I want them to realize a person’s intrinsic value has nothing to do with social class.”

—Kathy Herman

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Product Details

  • ISBN-13: 9781590523490
  • Publisher: The Doubleday Religious Publishing Group
  • Publication date: 9/1/2005
  • Series: A Seaport Suspense Novel Series , #2
  • Pages: 336
  • Sales rank: 798,172
  • Product dimensions: 5.15 (w) x 8.25 (h) x 0.75 (d)

Meet the Author

Kathy Herman is an award-winning poet and bestselling novelist who is very much at home in the Christian publishing industry, having served on staff at the Christian Booksellers Association for five years. She has drawn on her eleven years of bookstore experience as a children’s products specialist to conduct related seminars in the U.S. and Canada . She has helped develop public school character-building curriculum and has also been a preliminary judge for the ECPA Gold Medallion Awards. Kathy and her husband, Paul, residents of Tyler , Texas , have three grown children and five grandchildren.
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EYE OF THE BEHOLDER

A SEAPORT SUSPENSE NOVEL
By KATHY HERMAN

Multnomah Publishers

Copyright © 2005 Kathy Herman
All right reserved.

ISBN: 1-59052-349-0


Chapter One

Guy Jones slammed down the receiver when the answering machine clicked on, lamenting that he couldn't even connect with a real person at his own home! Ellen was probably out gallivanting somewhere, no doubt being used by of one of her needy friends. A knock on the door stole his attention.

"Will you look at this?" Kinsey Abbot squeezed through the doorway, her arms around a huge basket covered in green cellophane. "Brinkmont Labs sent this gift basket for you. You want it on your credenza?"

"Sure. Here, let me help you with that."

"We're all so proud that you pulled off a win on the Brinkmont case," she said. "The entire office is buzzing."

"Thanks. But I couldn't have done it without you."

"True." Her smile told him she was only half kidding. "Is Ellen going to drive up to celebrate with us?"

"I'm still trying to reach her."

"I've been meaning to ask-has she heard back from any of the publishers she submitted her novel to?"

"She's had several rejections. But she's still got several manuscripts out there."

"Must be discouraging."

"Ellen doesn't have time to be discouraged."

Kinsey lifted her eyebrows. "Has she started the second novel?"

"Says she's going to. But at themoment, she's consumed with writing a Bible study for Billy and Lisa Lewis. I think she's broken Mother Teresa's record for the most time spent with the underprivileged."

Kinsey smiled. "Ellen's a sweetheart. Most of us wouldn't make the effort to relate to the mentally challenged."

"I just don't understand what they have in common." Guy heard a knock at the door and looked up into the face of Brent McAllister.

"Am I invited to the party?" Brent said.

"Sure. My sidekick here just brought me this giant gift basket Brinkmont sent over. Looks like there's enough coffee and chocolate in there to keep this place buzzing for a long time. Also caviar and crackers and a bottle of champagne. Help yourself." Brent extended his hand to Guy. "Congratulations on a job well done. Donna and I are driving down to Seaport for the weekend. What do you say we spend some of that money you earned for the firm and take you and Ellen out on your own turf?" "Better yet, why don't you come to our house for dinner? It'll be quieter and more conducive to conversation."

"You sure?"

"Absolutely. We'd love to have you. How about Saturday night at six? No ties allowed."

"Sounds great."

Guy made a note on his desk calendar. "Ellen makes a wonderful pork tenderloin. How's that sound?"

"You kidding? I'm so used to eating out, a home-cooked meal sounds terrific."

"Good. I'm looking forward to it. I also want you to see the house." Brent chortled. "I guess it's about time. How long have you been with the firm-seventeen, eighteen months?"

"Sounds about right."

"Time flies. Seems like only yesterday we added your name on the door."

Kinsey walked over and stood in the doorway. "If you gentlemen will excuse me, I need to get back to work."

"Don't you want some of this chocolate?" Guy said.

"No, I could gain weight just looking at it. But thanks anyway."

Guy's eyes followed Kinsey's trim figure as she left his office and took a seat at her desk.

"You're staring," Brent said.

"She's a cute gal. Smart as a whip."

"I wondered if you were ever going to notice her attributes."

Guy caught Brent's gaze and held it. "My interest in Kinsey is strictly professional. You're the one who's on the prowl."

"Not at the moment. Donna's working out nicely."

"This month."

"I've never been good at long-term relationships," Brent said. "So what?"

"Suit yourself. Just don't project your lust onto me."

Brent smiled and shook his head. "Same old Guy. You haven't changed since law school. Other than you've been born again or whatever you call it."

"I was faithful to Ellen even before I became a Christian."

"Yes, you were. I've always admired that about you. I, on the other hand, refuse to be limited to one woman." Brent slapped Guy on the back. "Don't you ever wonder what you're missing?"

"Don't you ever regret that your affair with Renee Bateman broke up two marriages and forced Renee to leave the firm? You could have just as easily pursued a single woman who wasn't a partner."

Brent shrugged. "Renee's got her hooks in some wealthy neurosurgeon. My Ex got a big enough settlement to do whatever she wants. You got to take Renee's place. And I get to play the field. Everybody's happy."

Guy stared at Brent, more out of pity than disgust, and decided not to say anything else.

"You mind if I chill that bottle of champagne?" Brent said. "I know you're not going to drink any of it. But we're going to toast you anyway before we take you out to Savvy's tonight."

Guy smiled and basked for a moment in his achievement. "I love it when cases turn out the way we want."

"That's an understatement. This win practically guarantees that Brinkmont will remain a client. You deserve the kudos."

Ellen Jones pushed open the kitchen door with her shoulder, a plastic bag of groceries in each hand. She glanced at the clock: 4:57. At least she had made it back before Guy got home from Tallahassee. Where had the day gone? She had planned to get the bills paid and do some writing on her novel, neither of which had gotten done.

She set the groceries on the breakfast bar and began putting the perishables in the refrigerator when she noticed the light blinking on her answering machine. She reached over and pushed the button.

You have four messages ...

"Ellen, it's me. It's 10:00 A.M. I won! Call my cell." Beep.

"Honey, it's noon. I keep hoping to hear from you. Please call my office." Beep.

"It's me again. It's 2:15. I need to talk to you. Call me as soon as you get this." Beep.

"Ellen, it's Guy. It's 4:45. You didn't answer your cell phone either. Everyone's taking me to Savvy's for a victory celebration. I wanted you to drive up so you could join us, but it's too late now. Anyhow, don't wait up. I'll see you when I see you." Beep. End of messages.

Ellen sat on a stool at the breakfast bar and rummaged through her purse. She turned on her cell phone and saw that Guy had left her a message. She listened to the message and winced at the irritation in his voice, then scrolled till she found his number and hit the talk button.

"McAllister, Norton, Riley, and Jones. How may I direct your call?"

"This is Ellen Jones. May I speak to Guy please?"

"One moment."

Ellen tapped her fingers on the breakfast bar, hoping to get through to Guy and not end up with his secretary as a go between.

"Ellen, it's Kinsey. Guy's meeting with a client. Can I have him call you back?"

Ellen exhaled more loudly than she had intended. "Yes, I need to talk to him as soon as possible." The doorbell rang. "Please be sure he gets my message."

"I will."

Ellen hung up and hurried to the front door and looked through the peephole. Her neighbor Blanche Davis was standing on the porch.

Ellen unlocked the door and held it open. "Hi."

"I saw you drive up and had to come over," Blanche said. "I've hardly seen you this week."

"It's been wild. I'm putting away groceries. Why don't you come out to the kitchen?"

"Thank you, dear."

Ellen let Blanche inside and then followed her out to the kitchen. "Would you like something cold to drink?"

"No, thanks. It's nice just being here. I've been a little lonesome."

"You got your hair done," Ellen said, aware that Blanche's curls were tighter and bluer than usual.

"I had my girl color it and give me a perm. I always feel so much better when it behaves and I don't have to fuss with it. When you get to be my age, you go for what's easy."

Ellen smiled and slipped a carton of eggs in the refrigerator. "At my age, too. Though my curls are natural and do whatever they want. Especially in this humidity."

"Is the Bible study you wrote working out?"

"Yes, very well. Billy and Lisa are surprisingly astute spiritually. But they express themselves slowly and I'm sure they'd be frustrated in a group setting." The phone rang and Ellen reached for the receiver. "Excuse me, Blanche. Hello ...?"

"Ellen, it's Julie Hamilton. The dairy is serving up banana splits at half price. You and Guy want to go?"

"Well, that's too good to pass up. Count me in, but Guy won't be home from Tallahassee till late." Ellen turned and looked over her shoulder. "I'll bet Blanche would like to go."

"Great, ask her. Why don't we pick you up at seven?"

"Wonderful. See you then." Ellen hung up the phone and turned to Blanche. "Do you like banana splits?"

"Oh, my, yes."

"The Hamiltons invited us to go out for half-price banana splits, unless you've got other plans."

"No, I'd love to go."

"Have you had dinner?"

Blanche shook her head. "I don't give much thought to it when it's just me."

"Why don't we go out for dinner? My treat. The Hamiltons aren't picking us up till seven."

"It's awfully nice of you, but I don't want to overdo my welcome."

Ellen tried not to smile. Since when?

Guy walked his new clients to the door and engaged in a few moments of small talk before sending them on their way. He turned to go back to his office when Kinsey stopped him.

"Ellen called forty-five minutes ago. She sounded disappointed she missed you."

As well she should be! "Thanks, I'll call her back."

"Everyone's ready to go when you are. We've reserved the back room at Savvy's." Kinsey arched her eyebrows. "Brent's got the chef cooking up some culinary masterpiece."

"Great. I'll just be a minute." Guy walked into his office and picked up the phone and dialed. He hung up when the answering machine went on, and then dialed Ellen's cell number.

"Hello."

"Ellen! Where have you been all day?"

"Exactly where I told you I'd be: at my Wednesday Bible study till noon; then out to lunch with the ladies in my group. After that I worked with Billy and Lisa. Then went to the bank, the cleaners, the pharmacy, the tailor to pick up your suit, and the grocery store. I didn't get your messages till almost five. I'm just sick that it's too late to drive up there."

"I left a message on your cell phone, too." "You hardly ever call me on the cell so I didn't think to check it for messages."

"That's the problem lately-you don't think. At least not about me!"

A few moments of steely silence told him he'd made his point.

"Hold on," Ellen said. "I'm going outside."

It sounded as though she had put her hand over the receiver. A minute later she started talking again.

"There's no need to get huffy with me," Ellen said. "It's not as though I missed your calls on purpose. I had a busy day."

"What was all that noise I heard before? Where are you?"

"I'm having dinner at Gordy's with Blanche."

"Great. I just won the biggest case of my life and have been invited to Savvy's for a victory celebration, and my wife's down at the local crab shack breaking bread with the neighborhood gossip."

"Cutting Blanche down is beneath you. And you know I would've gladly driven to Tallahassee on such short notice had I gotten the messages in time. But I don't like being taken for granted. I have a right to expect adequate notice when you want me to change what I have planned."

"How much notice do you need, Ellen-a week? Two? You were more flexible when you were editor of the Daily News! I suppose next you'll be wanting to hire a secretary to manage your busy schedule!"

"Are you finished?"

"No, I'm just getting started! But I need to go; everyone's waiting. I can't tell you how let down and embarrassed I am that you're not here. Do you know what kind of message that sends?"

"Will you calm down and let me get a word in?" Ellen exhaled into the receiver. "I couldn't be happier that you won the Brinkmont case or sorrier that I didn't think to check my phone for messages. I'm as disappointed as you are that I can't be there."

"Yeah, I can tell. You're so broken up over it you're already having dinner with one of your quirky friends."

"Guy, what do you expect me to do, deny myself food as a punishment for-"

"Since when does it matter what I expect? You're going to do whatever you want anyhow!" Guy slammed down the phone.

He stood leaning with his palms flat on his desk, his heart racing. At least she got that message. He heard a gentle knock and was aware of Brent standing in the doorway.

"Everyone's ready. Is Ellen going to meet us over there?"

"No, I talked her out of it. She's been tied up all day, trying to negotiate a book deal. I convinced her to stay close to the phone."

"That's exciting. Which publisher is she talking to?"

Guy manufactured a smile and hoped it didn't look phony. "You know, I got so excited I forgot to ask her."

(Continues...)



Excerpted from EYE OF THE BEHOLDER by KATHY HERMAN Copyright © 2005 by Kathy Herman. Excerpted by permission.
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  • Posted December 9, 2008

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    Katy Herman writes another mesmerizing entertaining work

    Guy doesn¿t approve of his wife¿s friends which include a Moslem woman, a mentally challenged couple and an elderly neighbor who loves to gossip. This puts a strain on their marriage because Ellen is determined choose her own friends. When Guy¿s legal partner takes him and his secretary Kinsey out for a celebratory dinner, the assistant becomes so drunk that he lets her to spend the night at his apartment on his couch............... Soon after someone breaks into his apartment but luckily Guy isn¿t here. His Seaport home and Tallahassee apartment are broken into after Guy finds a pouch of cocaine in his couch. Kinsey denies knowing anything it and believes the break-ins were the work of a disgruntled client. When explosives are found on a boat owned by Moslem extremists, tensions in Seaport mount when a Jewish and an Arab students are killed and the local mosque is desecrated, it looks like the town will erupt into bloodshed. Guy wants Ellen to stay away from her Moslem friends even as he becomes more enmeshed in problems that threaten not only him but his family as well. It will take a miracle for racial tensions to ease and for Guy and Ellen to come to an understanding about their differing perceptions of people................ The Second Seaport novel addresses the social issues of racial prejudices and the fear Americans have for Moslems, even those who are American citizens. This storyline is wrapped around a thrilling suspense storyline involving drug trafficking. Guy is much more intolerant than Ellen who reaches out a hand in to almost everyone. To his credit he understands and regrets his prejudices and the pressure he put on his wife. Katy Herman writes another mesmerizing entertaining work............... Harriet Klausner

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