Picture Me Dead

Picture Me Dead

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by Heather Graham

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Ashley Montague, rookie cop and forensic artist, gets caught up in an investigation involving a Miami serial killer and a bizarre Everglades cult in this second hardcover by prolific romance and crime novelist Graham (Hurricane Bay). Ashley passes by a traffic accident and learns later that the pedestrian victim is an old friend of hers. The police dismiss the case as just another junkie jumping into traffic, but Ashley isn't satisfied. She sketches the accident scene, puzzled by the details stuck in her photographic memory, such as a cloaked figure on the roadside. Meanwhile, detective Jake Dilessio is investigating the case of a female body found in the Everglades. Five years earlier, Jake put cult leader Peter Bordon, believed to have been behind Miami-area serial murders, in jail. But the new body bears the same marks of ritual murder as Bordon's victims. Is it a copycat crime? Or is the wrong man in prison? Or is Bordon's cult still up to no good? Jake has always believed that Bordon was involved in the road accident that killed his partner five years ago. Is her accident somehow related to that of Ashley's friend? Sparks fly between Ashley and Jake as they pursue their shared obsession with the criminal mastermind. The fast action is neatly punctuated by red herrings and false clues. Never mind the clich s (the obsessive cop determined to catch his partner's murderer; the religious cult that's really a front for illegal activities)-Graham's tight plotting, her keen sense of when to reveal and when to tease, and her eye for the Florida landscape will keep fans turning the pages. Author tour. (Mar.) Copyright 2003 Reed Business Information.

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She stared into the darkness of the room by night, suddenly and acutely aware of where she was — and the man at her side. Her mind sped up as she tried to retrace the last hours . . . but nothing would come to her. She had thought herself so aware, so savvy, and yet she had been taken in.

She listened. In time, she was certain she heard the slow deep breathing indicating that he was asleep.

No time to consider just what she had done, how far she had taken her quest. No time to consider the ramifications of her actions. There was no time to think of anything now . . .

Other than escape.

Carefully, she rolled to her side. Still careful, she rose. With the greatest quiet, she dressed.

"Going somewhere?"

She turned in the moonlight. He was resting on one elbow, watching her.

She laughed softly, came back to the bed, eased a hip on to it and leaned over to kiss his forehead. "What a night," she said softly. "Wow. But now . . . I have the strangest craving for ice cream. And coffee. I'm in such a blur," she said. Her nightly habits shouldn't seem too strange to him; she had just made it here, into the inner sanctum.

"I'm sure there's ice cream in the freezer. And we always have coffee."

"But I don't want just any ice cream. I want some of that new stuff they're serving at Denny's," she said. "Thank God it's Denny's, or else it wouldn't be open now. And, of course, I'm feeling a little strange. About being here. With you."

She stood, slipped on her shoes, and went for her shoulder bag. It felt strangely light.

"I'm sorry," he said quietly. "You're not going anywhere."

He rose in the darkness. She didn't underestimate the extraordinary shape he was in. Being in shape was one of life's passions for him. Along with a few others.

"I just want ice cream," she said.

He walked toward her. There was no malice evident in his face, rather a form of sorrow. "You're such a liar. I have a feeling you've had what you wanted now, what you really came to achieve. And I'm so sorry, but you're not going to leave."

She felt in the large leather handbag for her sidearm.

"The gun is gone," he said softly.

He took another step toward her. The gun was gone. The terror of that simple fact registered in her mind, along with a change of gears. Run. Get the hell out.

"What are you going to do to me?"

"I really don't want to hurt you, you know."

The bastard. He didn't want to hurt her. Just kill her.

He took a step toward her. She decided to use the bag as a weapon, swinging it with practiced force. She caught his head dead center, then stepped forward and brutally slammed a knee into him. She heard the ragged intake of his breath; he doubled over.

And she burst out the bedroom door.

She ran desperately through the house and out to the front room, seeking the exit. Then she stopped dead still, stunned, staring at a person she had never expected to see blocking her way. In a flash, it made sense. The fact that she had been recognized for what she was . . . known.

"You . . . cockroach," she managed to whisper.

"Rich cockroach now."

Bile rose in her; sick fury rose to her lips. Now she knew the extremity of the position into which she had put herself. There was nothing she could say to describe the depths of her revulsion and rage.

Nothing that would change what she had discovered.

Instinct and common sense kicked in. There was only one thing she could do now, and that was fight desperately for self-preservation.

She ran.

She streaked through the front room. Reached the door, fumbled with the locks and was out. There was no alarm.

Of course not. Alarms brought . . .

The police.

Hysteria threatened to overwhelm her.

Within seconds she was racing down the drive. She could hear shouting echoing through the house behind her.

She knew she would never make it into the garage, never reach her car before they were on her.

She had to run, hope to reach the street.

Maybe there would be an early riser driving on the highway.

She sped down the long drive, never having known before just how quickly she could move when necessary. No, not when necessary. When desperate. She dug into her bag for her cell phone as she tried to maintain speed. Eureka! It was there.

She hit 9-1-1. Nothing. They'd left her the phone. They'd just removed the battery.

She kept running, moving like a sprinter, no thought of saving energy, driven by adrenaline and instinct, the desire to live. She became aware of a terrible rasping sound.

And then she realized that the rasping sound was the ragged inhalation and exhalation of her own lungs. She had escaped the house, probably more than they had ever thought she could do. A small victory. Her only hope was covering enough distance, finding help, before they caught up with her.

She swallowed-hard, ignoring the fire and agony that seared through her lungs and limbs. She was well aware that she had a long way to go. The pain didn't matter. Hysteria began to rise in her. She forced it down.

She made it to the road, her feet hitting the pavement, and realized just how dark it could be in the country. She had grown up in the city; there had always been light. But out here . . .

She hadn't gone that far, and already she could feel her muscles burning; her lungs were on fire.

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Picture Me Dead 4 out of 5 based on 0 ratings. 24 reviews.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Loved it awesom sweet
debg133 More than 1 year ago
Have been a fan of Heather Graham's for some time. Like how she draws you ito the story and that the characters are well rounded. You just want to keep reading and hate to have to stop. Each book I read of hers makes me go back and check out the other stories she has written. Would recommend anyone who likes suspense and mystery and a little romance thrown in to try reading this.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
What a great read!!! Kept me on the edge if my seat the whole time. Was a bit neglectful with the family until i finished it. Good plot line.
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Im going to be honest the plot was great and the suspense was good. The romance between Ashley and Jake was not. They had two conversations within a 200 page span and all of a sudden they love each other. I think the romance between them could have been better. This is the first book I read by her and I am sad to say I am dissapointed. I am going to try another just to give her the benefit of the doubt but to you new readers of Heather Graham....you've been warned.
Guest More than 1 year ago
The book wasn't that engaging to me. I had to force myself to finish reading it ( I always finish what I read). The crime aspect of the story was more interesting than the romance aspect (in my opinion it should've been the other way around). I've read hotter romances were the love scenes sizzled. The romance between Ashley Montague and Jake Dilessio didn't sizzle the love scenes were too sweet and poetic to be hot. Ms. Graham kept the suspense up by making the situation seem dangerous at first, and when the situation wasn't dangerous it left me disappointed. It was too long, there were some parts that I thought were unnessary.
Guest More than 1 year ago
In the genre of romantic-suspese it's always good to even out both the romance part and the suspense part. Like a 50/50 split. In this book I'd say that the suspense part was more than the romance part, but it was still very good. There were about 5 questions that you ask to yourself throughout the book. 1. How was Peter Bordon involved? 2. Who was David Wharton? 3. How did Stuart wind up on the highway in his underwear? 4. Is Len obssessed with Ashley? 5. Did Jake only sleep with Ashley because she reminded him of Nancy? Don't worry, it'll all work out in the end. It's a rather well written book and I'm looking forward to reading more from this author. I hope you'll find it as entertaining as I did.
Guest More than 1 year ago
This book has it all: A great mystery, a terrific love story, and a Florida setting so realistic, you will slapping mosquitos on the back of your neck while you turn the pages. A terrific read!
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This was the first Heather Graham book I have read. This book kept me interested until the end. If you like suspense with a touch of romance you will love this book. Can't wait to read Dead on the Dance Floor.
Guest More than 1 year ago
I enjoyed this book very much. I couldn't put it down for anything, I just kept wanting to read more and more. I highly recommend this book. It is a great combination of murder/suspense/romance. Great buy!
Guest More than 1 year ago
1st I loved it and I want to get the prequel to Picture Me Dead!!! I read it in a day and when you have two babies, that's not an easy task! But it was worth it! I am a fan of Jake and I want to ready more!
harstan More than 1 year ago
In Miami, Florida, talented artist Ashley Montague attends the police academy while living with her uncle and his girl friend on top of a bar-restaurant he owns near a marina. Homicide Detective Jake Dilessio has just relocated his houseboat to that same marina. When the two first meet, neither likes the other. Ashley draws the scene of a terrible accident she has seen. Later she learns the victim is a high school friend Stuart Frecias whose body is filled with illegal drugs as he resides in a coma. Ashley believes he would never do drugs insisting something sinister happened while Stuart was undercover working on a story for some rag. Meanwhile Jake¿s worst nightmare returns when a woman is found mutilated in the Everglades with the same MO as that of a serial killer five years ago. As he makes no progress, he agrees to look into Stuart¿s situation. Wondering if Ashley¿s theory is correct, Jake sees a potential link between his homicide case and that of Stuart even while he and Ashley fall in love and she accepts a job as a forensic artist. Fans of Heather Graham recognize that her novels always contain gripping suspense and the right portion of love. PICTURE ME DEAD is a strong police procedural romance that grips readers until the final twist. The engaging lead couple is typical of the genre as they initially detest each other, but ultimately love one another. The story line is filled with intrigue, but contains too many turns losing some credibility yet Ms. Graham is so good her audience will finish the novel in one sitting. Harriet Klausner