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Guilty as Sin

Guilty as Sin

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by Tami Hoag, Jennifer VanDyck
     
 

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A cold-blooded kidnapper has been playing a twisted game with a terrifiedMinnesota town. Now a respected member of the community sits in jail, accusedof a chilling act of evil. But then another boy disappears, triggering panic intiny Deer Lake. Have the police caught the wrong man? Or is there an even moresinister mind calculating each perverse move?

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Overview

A cold-blooded kidnapper has been playing a twisted game with a terrifiedMinnesota town. Now a respected member of the community sits in jail, accusedof a chilling act of evil. But then another boy disappears, triggering panic intiny Deer Lake. Have the police caught the wrong man? Or is there an even moresinister mind calculating each perverse move?

Prosecutor Ellen North believes she's building a case against the rightman--and that he has an accomplice in the shadows. Suddenly she's swept intotheir dark game, her role changed from hunter to prey. And soon she wonders ifshe's a match for her opponent...an evil mind as guilty as sin.

"A chilling study of evil that holds the reader until the shocking surpriseending."
--Phillip Margolin, author of After Dark

"Accomplished and scary."
--Cosmopolitan

"Guilty as Sin is a page-turner."
--Chicago Tribune

Editorial Reviews

Publishers Weekly - Publisher's Weekly
In this follow-up to the Night Sins, a prosecutor tries to convict a respected college professor of kidnapping. (Jan.)
Library Journal
This suspenseful novel, though it stands alone well, is the sequel to Night Sins (LJ 1/1/95), in which a child is abducted for sport by kidnappers who taunt the police, priding themselves on their superior minds. As this novel begins, the child has been returned, terrorized into silence, and one of the kidnappers, a popular college professor, has been caught in the act of trying to kill a police officer. Ellen North is prosecuting a strong case against the professor, but an unethical celebrity lawyer represents him before a star-struck judge. Meanwhile, the unknown conspirators kidnap and kill another child and then stage a series of new events that make it seem likely that the cops got the wrong man. The judge dismisses the case. Fortunately, a true-crime writer has come to follow this case, and his research leads to the discovery of the other conspirators, though not before they have done a lot more damage. The aura of evil is powerful in this book. Characters and relationships are well drawn and convincing. Public libraries will definitely want this. [Previewed in Prepub Alert, LJ 11/1/95.]-Marylaine Block, St. Ambrose Univ. Lib., Davenport, Ia.
From the Publisher
Praise for Tami Hoag and Guilty as Sin
 
“Without a doubt . . . one of the most intense suspense writers around.”Chicago Tribune
 
“A chilling study of evil that holds the reader until the shocking surprise ending.”New York Times bestselling author Phillip Margolin
 
“The tangled relationships that lie just beneath the surface of Deer Lake are tantalizingly revealed.”The New York Times Book Review
 
“Accomplished and scary.”Cosmopolitan

Product Details

ISBN-13:
9781455878789
Publisher:
Brilliance Audio
Publication date:
11/27/2012
Edition description:
Unabridged
Product dimensions:
5.30(w) x 7.50(h) x 0.60(d)

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"If I were after you for nefarious purposes," he said as he advanced on her, "would I be so careless as to approach you here?"

He pulled a gloved hand from his pocket and gestured gracefully to the parking lot, like a magician drawing attention to his stage.

"If I wanted to harm you," he said, stepping closer, "I would be smart enough to follow you home, find a way to slip into your house or garage, catch you where there would be little chance of witnesses or interference." He let those images take firm root in her mind. "That's what I would do if I were the sort of rascal who preys on women." He smiled again. "Which I am not."

"Who are you and what do you want? " Ellen demanded, unnerved by the fact that a part of her brain catalogued his manner as charming. No, not charming. Seductive. Disturbing.

"Jay Butler Brooks. I'm a writer--true crime. I can show you my driver's license if you'd like," he offered, but made no move to reach for it, only took another step toward her, never letting her get enough distance between them to diffuse the electric quality of the tension.

"I'd like for you to back off," Ellen said. She started to hold up a hand, a gesture meant to stop him in his tracks--or a foolish invitation for him to grab hold of her arm. Pulling the gesture back, she hefted her briefcase in her right hand, weighing its potential as a weapon or a shield. "If you think I'm getting close enough to you to look at a DMV photo, you must be out of your mind."

"Well, I have been so accused once or twice, but it never did stick. Now my Uncle Hooter, he's a different story. I could tell you some tales about him. Over dinner, perhaps?"

"Perhapsnot."

He gave her a crestfallen look that was ruined by the sense that he was more amused than affronted. "After I waited for you out here in the cold?"

"After you stalked me and skulked around in the shadows?" she corrected him, moving another step backward. "After you've done your best to frighten me?"

"I frighten you, Ms. North? You don't strike me as the sort of woman who would be easily frightened. That's certainly not the impression you gave at the press conference."

"I thought you said you aren't a reporter."

"No one at the courthouse ever asked," he confessed. "They assumed the same way you assumed. Forgive my pointing it out at this particular moment, but assumptions can be very dangerous things. Your boss needs to have a word with someone about security. This is a highly volatile case you've got here. Anything might happen. The possibilities are virtually endless. I'd be happy to discuss them with you. Over drinks," he suggested. "You look like you could do with one."

"If you want to see me, call my office."

"Oh, I want to see you, Ms. North," he murmured, his voice an almost tangible caress. "I'm not big on appointments, though. Preparation time eliminates spontaneity."

"That's the whole point."

"I prefer to catch people...off balance," he admitted. "They reveal more of their true selves."

"I have no intention of revealing anything to you." She stopped her retreat as a group of people emerged from the main doors of City Center. "I should have you arrested."

He arched a brow. "On what charge, Ms. North? Attempting to hold a conversation? Surely y'all are not so inhospitable as your weather here in Minnesota, are you?"

She gave him no answer. The voices of the people who had come out of the building rose and fell, only the odd word breaking clear as they made their way down the sidewalk. She turned and fell into step with the others as they passed.

Jay watched her walk away, head up, chin out, once again projecting an image of cool control. She didn't like being caught off guard. He would have bet money she was a list maker, a rule follower, the kind of woman who dotted all her i's and crossed all her t's, then doublechecked them for good measure. She liked boundaries. She liked control. She had no intention of revealing anything to him.

"But you already have, Ms. Ellen North," he said, hunching up his shoulders as the wind bit a little harder and spit a sweep of fine white snow across the parking lot. "You already have."

Meet the Author

Tami Hoag’s novels have appeared regularly on national bestseller lists since the publication of her first book in 1988. She lives in Los Angeles.

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