Too Late to Say Goodbye: A True Story of Murder and Betrayal

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A charming and briliant dentist,
tied to two murders nearly two decades apart....
A twisting case in which past and present colide....

Go inside one of the most compelling double homicide investigations of our time with Ann Rule, who was given exclusive access inside the case of Bart Corbin, the "handsome twin" responsible for murder times ...

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Overview

A charming and briliant dentist,
tied to two murders nearly two decades apart....
A twisting case in which past and present colide....

Go inside one of the most compelling double homicide investigations of our time with Ann Rule, who was given exclusive access inside the case of Bart Corbin, the "handsome twin" responsible for murder times two.

Bart Corbin appeared to share an idyllic life with his pretty wife, Jennifer: a home in an upscale Atlanta suburb, two adorable young sons. But there were secrets below the surface — including an affair of Bart's that drove Jenn to look for love on the Internet — that would prove deadly on the December morning Jenn was found with a single gunshot wound to her head. Police suspected suicide, but her disbelieving family knew Jenn had been excited to move on from Bart with someone she had met online. As disturbing clues emerged, a relentless county investigator dredged up a shattering revelation: fourteen years earlier, Bart Corbin's former girlfriend, lovely dental student Dolly Hearn, also died — a gunshot wound to her head that was ruled a suicide. It was a chilling link in the chain that would ensnare the remorseless killer behind both tragic deaths: Bart Corbin.

And if you think you know everything about this outright shocking case, discover the truth behind the headlines — and one incredible irony on which the entire case turned — in

Too Late to Say Goodbye

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Product Details

  • ISBN-13: 9780743460514
  • Publisher: Pocket Books
  • Publication date: 11/20/2007
  • Format: Mass Market Paperback
  • Edition description: Reprint
  • Pages: 448
  • Sales rank: 226,355
  • Product dimensions: 6.70 (w) x 4.30 (h) x 1.00 (d)

Meet the Author

Ann  Rule

Ann Rule is the author of thirty New York Times bestsellers, all of them still in print. Her first bestseller was The Stranger Beside Me, about her personal relationship to infamous serial killer Ted Bundy. A former Seattle police officer, she knows the crime scene firsthand. For more than two decades, she has been a powerful advocate for victims of violent crime. She lives near Seattle. Visit her at AuthorAnnRule.com.

Biography

Ann Rule has always had an insatiable interest in why people do the things they do. From devouring true crime books when she was a girl to pursuing a career in law enforcement as a Seattle policewoman, to achieving blockbuster success as a true crime author, Rule has dedicated her life to uncovering the dark motivations inside the minds of the criminals who live among us.

The majority of Rule's books have hit the New York Times bestseller list, including six Crime Files series volumes: A Rage to Kill, In the Name of Love, the #1 bestseller A Fever in the Heart, You Belong to Me, A Rose for Her Grave, and The End of the Dream.

...And Never Let Her Go is her chilling account of the nationally renowned case of wife killer Thomas Capano; Bitter Harvest covers the case of Debora Green, a physician and mother driven to murder; the #1 bestseller If You Really Loved Me tells the true story of a millionaire's murderous alter ego; Everything She Ever Wanted is the story of a sociopathic Georgia socialite and her fatal attractions; Small Sacrifices is Rule's heartbreaking account of a woman who slaughtered her three young children. Perhaps her best-known and most compelling work, The Stranger Beside Me, is the fascinating tale of Rule's growing terror as she realized her friend and coworker, Ted Bundy, was a serial killer. Finally, the #1 New York Times bestseller Dead by Sunset tells the story of a charismatic killer and the women who loved him.

Generous and civic-minded when it comes to sharing her expertise and insights, Rule has testified before the U.S. Senate Judiciary Subcommittee and often speaks to law enforcement agencies, including the FBI Academy. She also served on the U.S. Justice Department task force that set up VI-CAP -- the Violent Criminal Apprehension Program now in use at the FBI to trace and apprehend serial killers.

Good To Know

Rule's early jobs included being a caseworker for the Washington State Department of Public Assistance and a police officer.

Rule's interest in criminology seems to run in the family: Her grandfather and an uncle were sheriffs, another uncle was a medical examiner, and her cousin was a district attorney.

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    1. Hometown:
      Seattle, Washington
    1. Date of Birth:
      October 22, 1935
    2. Place of Birth:
      Lowell, Michigan
    1. Education:
      Creative Writing Program, University of Washington

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Too Late to Say Goodbye

A True Story of Murder and Betrayal
By Ann Rule

Free Press

Copyright © 2007 Ann Rule
All right reserved.

ISBN: 9780743238526

Chapter One

December 4, 2004

The shriek of sirens piercing the chill December morning on Bogan Gates Drive was almost as alien as the thackety-thackety of helicopters overhead would be. This quiet street in Buford is a relatively new part of an upscale neighborhood, home to young and middle-aged professionals and their families. The houses here have mostly red-brick façades with glossy black shutters, not unlike homes in Atlanta's more affluent districts, but on a smaller scale. In 2004, the average price of a home in Bogan Gates was between $200,000 and $300,000 -- the homes would cost twice that in Denver or Seattle or Philadelphia. Buford is an ideal suburb for those who commute the thirty-five miles to Atlanta: large enough with over 14,000 residents to merit local shopping centers, but small enough to dissolve the tension that comes with driving the I-285 beltway that encircles Atlanta with bumper-to-bumper traffic. And Bogan Gates Drive itself is an oasis of serenity with its manicured lawns and colorful gardens. Children play under the watchful eyes of all the adults there. If some stranger should insinuate himself into this enclave, he would not go unnoticed.

A negative note, at least for some, is that close neighbors tend to knoweach other's secrets. There isn't the anonymity that exists in apartment buildings in large cities. Neither is there the loneliness that city dwellers sometimes feel. Even so, some families on the street have secrets that none of their neighbors could possibly imagine.

That doesn't stamp Bogan Gates as different; every community has its mysteries and even its surprising secrets. When reporters for television news and local papers sweep into such places, they are certain to obtain instant interviews with shocked residents who invariably say: "Something like that just doesn't happen here -- not in our neighborhood!"

But, of course, it does.

On this day in early December, Bogan Gates Drive just happened to be the site of one of the most horrific crimes in Georgia.

The town of Buford, its name as Southern as a name can be, sits close to Lake Lanier. This popular vacation spot's waters meander for mile after mile, cutting channels deep and wide into the shoreline, leaving inlets that resemble the bite marks of a giant alligator. Buford is surrounded by other small townships: Flowery Branch, Sugar Hill, Suwanee, Duluth, Oakville, Alpharetta. It is very close to the border between Gwinnett and Forsyth counties. Forsyth County once had a reputation as one of the most racially prejudiced areas in America. A sign beside the road there could read "Boiled Peanuts," or it might say, "Nigger, Get Out of Forsyth County, Before Sunset." But no longer. Oprah Winfrey once broadcast her show from Forsyth County, pulling aside the blinds to reveal raw prejudice. Today, those with set ideas about racial disparities have learned not to voice them aloud.

Buford, in Gwinnett County, is far more in tune with the twenty-first century, a bedroom community tied to a thriving metropolis. Young families who live there can enjoy relatively small-town warmth, or drive to Atlanta for more cosmopolitan pleasures.

The family who lived at 4515 Bogan Gates Drive fit comfortably into Buford's demographics. Dr. Barton T. Corbin, forty, had recently moved his dental practice to Hamilton Mill -- less than ten miles away. His wife, Jennifer "Jenn" Corbin, taught at a preschool in the Sugar Hill Methodist Church. Although Dr. Corbin's efforts to build a new practice often kept him away from home, and Jenn was the parent who spent more time with their children, they both seemed to dote on their sons, Dalton, seven, and Dillon, five. They went to the boys' ballgames and participated in school events at Harmony Elementary School, where Dalton was in second grade and Dillon in kindergarten.

Married almost nine years, the Corbins appeared to have all those things that most young couples long for: healthy children, a lovely home, admired professions, close family ties, and myriad friends.

Jenn Corbin, thirty-three, was tall and pretty, a big-boned blond who usually had a smile on her face, no matter what worries might lie behind it. Bart was also tall, taller than Jenn by two or three inches, but beyond that he was her opposite. His hair was almost black, his eyes even darker, his pale skin surprisingly dotted with freckles. He was a "gym rat" whose muscular physique showed the results of his predawn workouts. When Bart was dealing with a problem, however, or worrying over his finances, he lost weight rapidly and became angular and bony. Then his cheekbones protruded and his profile turned sharp as an ax, almost Lincolnesque.

Many of his female patients found Bart strikingly handsome; some others were a little put off by his intensity. But most of Bart Corbin's patients seemed to like him. He often traded dental care with his personal friends for some service he needed, using an old-fashioned barter system.

To an outsider, the Corbins' marriage appeared solid -- her sunniness balancing his sometimes dark moods. In truth, tiny threadlike fissures had crept silently through the perceived foundation of their marriage, weakening its structure from the inside out until a single blow could send it crumbling.

Most people who knew the Corbins weren't aware that Jenn had fled their home shortly after Thanksgiving of 2004, and that a divorce might be forthcoming. Those who did know were shaken that "Bart" and "Jenn" might be splitting up. To the world, they were a team, their very names strung together like one word when their friends talked about them. Bart-n-Jenn.

Jenn Corbin was responsible for that. She had struggled to maintain the façade that kept the foundering state of her marriage virtually invisible to the outside world. For at least eight years she continued to hope that she and Bart could somehow work out their problems and build a happy relationship. If they did accomplish that, there was no reason for anyone to know. If their union was irretrievably broken, people would know soon enough.

And know they would because, by the fall of 2004, Jenn had given up. Her parents, Narda and Max Barber, and her sisters, Heather and Rajel, knew that, although even they were reluctant to accept it. Jenn had tried to understand her husband and to make allowances for behavior she didn't understand. She had forgiven Bart for betrayals most other women would not put up with. It was he who had laid down the ground rules in their marriage, and she had accepted them. She hadn't gotten married with the idea that if it didn't work out, they could always get divorced. She and her sisters were born to parents who had married only once -- and who had just happily celebrated their fortieth anniversary.

Jenn Corbin was one of those people whom almost everybody liked, probably because she liked everybody. She thought of others before she took care of herself and she protected her small sons like a lioness would, doing everything she could to be sure they were serene and happy. She was the same way with the youngsters she taught in preschool at the church. She had a warm lap and sheltering arms when their tears came.

Jenn was a Barber before she became a Corbin, raised in a loving and a very close family. When she and Bart married, her family had opened up the circle and welcomed him in. Except for his occasional flashes of temper, Bart was a lot of fun and he happily participated in holi-day celebrations, outings on the Corbins' and Barbers' adjoining houseboats, or on picnics and trips. They all shared the kind of extended family loyalty that isn't seen very often.

Although Bart's mother, Connie, and his brothers -- Brad, Bart's twin, and Bobby -- didn't spend much time with the Barbers, their connection was amiable enough, if a bit distant. Bart's father, Gene Corbin, had remarried and wasn't often in touch.

The Corbins' marital difficulties didn't stem from in-law problems. Rather, Bart's new dental clinic was struggling, and a renewal of old issues had left their marriage on the precarious edge of oblivion. But with Christmas only three weeks away, Jenn was looking forward to finishing the decorations on a tall tree that sat in the Corbins' formal dining room. Her little boys shouldn't have to miss out on Santa Claus because of an adult situation that wasn't their fault. She was halfway through with the tree, and she had stacked boxes nearby that held her treasured sentimental ornaments, new ones she had purchased during the year, and, most precious, Dalton's and Dillon's handmade art work they were so proud of. Jenn already had wrapped and hidden lots of presents for the boys.

It was 7:30 on this Saturday morning, December 4, 2004, when Steve and Kelly Comeau, who lived across the street from the Corbins' house, were startled to hear someone knocking at their front door. They were still in bed; Steve had been out late helping a friend hang pictures, and on the way home he had stopped to help a stranded driver change a flat tire. When he answered the door, he looked down to see Dalton Corbin, age seven. Dalton's face was red and his cheeks were streaked with tears. He wore pajamas and appeared to be very upset.

"My mom isn't breathing," Dalton said. "My daddy shot my Mommy -- I need you to call 911."

Skeptical, Steve Comeau nevertheless called 911, while Kelly followed Dalton across the street to check on Jenn Corbin. She didn't even think about danger to herself, because she doubted that Dalton could really have seen what he said he had. Jenn was most likely just sleeping heavily.

The Corbins' overhead garage door was open. Kelly hurried beneath it, found that the door to the kitchen was unlocked, and headed down the hall toward the master bedroom, calling out Jenn's name. There was no answer.

There was light in the bedroom, although Kelly couldn't remember later if it was daylight or from a lamp. She could see Jenn lying diagonally across the bed. It was an odd position, and Kelly felt a little shiver of alarm. She told herself that Jenn was only sleeping, and she reached out to touch Jenn's right shoulder. Kelly moved her fingers slightly, pressing harder, but there was no reassuring thrum of blood coursing there. And Jenn's flesh was cold.

Jenn wasn't breathing. Kelly saw a trickle of blood coming from her nose, and a few bright red stains on the bedclothes beneath Jenn's head. She caught a glimpse of what looked like a pistol butt poking out from a coverlet next to her still body. Feeling as if she were in the midst of a nightmare, Kelly backed away from the bed, careful not to touch anything.

"She was way gone," Kelly would later recall to DA's Investigator Kevin Vincent. "Her body was frozen -- ice cold. She was way, way gone. I didn't check for a pulse. I knew she was gone a long time before."

Kelly Comeau felt a ringing in her ears, and her whole body prickled with the shock that washed over her as she tried to deny to herself what she saw. Jenn Corbin was only thirty-three years old. She was healthy and vibrant and there was no reason at all for her to have a handgun in her bed. A thought swept through Kelly's mind: not at Christmastime!

It seemed to her that she had been in Jenn's bedroom -- the room Jenn had decorated so beautifully -- for a very long time, but it had actually been only moments. Kelly wanted to pull Jenn's green nightgown up over the breast that was partially exposed, but she knew she shouldn't touch anything.

There was nothing else she could do for Jenn. Her two little boys were Jennifer Corbin's biggest concern -- always -- and she would never have wanted them to see her this way. But Dalton and Dillon had indeed seen their mother dead, and Kelly's heart constricted at the thought. Would they ever forget it? No child should ever have to live with such memories.

Kelly tried to use the cordless phone Dalton Corbin took from the dining room table and handed to her. Its battery was dead and it didn't work. By now Dillon had come out of his room, too. With the boys trailing her, Kelly ran to her house and called 911 herself.

All she could repeat to the radio operator was that there was a dead woman in the house across the street -- her friend, Jennifer Corbin. The dispatcher at the Gwinnett County Police Department's Communications Center told the Comeaus that patrol officers had already been dispatched and would be there momentarily. Officers Travis Wright and Michelle Johns were the first to arrive. An engine with EMTs and the paramedics' rig from Gwinnett County Fire Company #14 followed close behind them.

Kelly Comeau told Michelle Johns and Travis Wright where the master bedroom was. They could hear a dog barking frantically inside. The patrol officers walked cautiously through the Corbins' open garage door with their weapons drawn, calling into the house before they entered. No one answered.

Zippo, the Corbins' dog, ran out, and Johns asked Kelly to lock him up in the backyard. The patrol officers were fully aware that this situation was one of the most dangerous any police officer can encounter. Although the 911 operator had done her best to calm down Kelly Comeau so she could determine what had happened and who might be in the house -- possibly waiting there with a loaded gun -- she wasn't able to elicit many facts. There was no description of a suspect; no one knew his -- or her -- sex, race, size, or what clothes the shooter had worn.

Neither of the Comeaus knew who might be in the house across the street. Jenn's SUV was parked outside, but Bart's pickup truck and his yellow Mustang convertible were gone.

Only now did Kelly realize that she might have been in danger herself when she entered the Corbins' house. She had been so concerned for Jenn and then so shaken by finding her body, she hadn't even thought of it. But if Jenn's killer was still inside, the first officers responding could be targets, too.

What had happened was too much to take in without facing each detail, each little shock, every ragged facet of tragedy one by one.

There was a strong likelihood that Jenn's killer had disappeared into the night, hours before. Even so, Wright and Johns, their hearts beating erratically, continued their exploration of the two-story brick house. No police officer is ever blasé about walking into a strange building where he might be caught in the sights of a gun. The patrol officers extended both arms and pointed their handguns toward the shadows. They made a quick sweep of the rooms and the hallway to reassure themselves that no one was hiding there.

There was no sound at all beyond their own breathing.

When they were satisfied that the house was empty, they waved to the EMS team to follow them into the house. The patrolmen and medics entered the master bedroom, and found it just as Kelly Comeau had reported. The woman who lay across the king-sized bed had what appeared to be a single gunshot wound near her right ear. The butt of a handgun rested three or four inches from the palm of her right hand, although her fingertips were less than an inch away from it.

Oddly, the barrel of the revolver was hidden beneath the rose-patterned comforter. There was a pale blue and white flannel coverlet with a snowman pattern at the foot of the bed, and a cordless phone next to it.

The medics checked the woman for any sign of life, and found none at all.

Patrol Sergeant E. T. Edkin joined his officers, and he saw immediately that there was nothing more anyone could do for the blond woman. Edkin was a veteran officer, a weight lifter with massive biceps. He had worked in the Homicide Unit for years, and had been a frequent partner to Detective Marcus Head, who was now on his way from home after being called out by the 911 operator. In December 2004, Edkin had temporarily left Homicide after being promoted to sergeant. It was standard policy. He would go back to working murder cases soon, but as a supervisor of detectives there.

"It wasn't my case," he said later. "I called the dispatchers at the Com Center and asked that crime scene investigators and someone from the Medical Examiner's Office be notified."

At first look, it appeared that the dead woman had killed herself. Still, with his years of experience working homicides, Edkin could not help but question whether this was in fact a suicide. He didn't comment on it, but went about setting up a perimeter around the Corbin's house and yard to bar anyone unauthorized from entering.

Edkin had Michelle Johns stay in a spot where she could watch the home's windows so that no one could exit or enter. Kelly Comeau approached her and asked if someone could get clothes for Dalton and Dillon -- who were shivering in their pajamas. Johns was able to do that and still maintain her watch on the windows, and she went upstairs where she grabbed underwear, pants, shirts, shoes, socks, and jackets for Dalton and Dillon from what was obviously a children's bedroom. She glanced into another bedroom on the second floor and saw clothes belonging to an adult male hanging neatly in the closet.

Then she handed the children's clothes to Kelly so the little boys could change out of their pajamas.

Along with her partner, Michelle Johns started a precise log listing every person who entered the Corbins' house -- the time they walked in and the time they left. It began at one minute after 8 A.M., and would not end until 4:26 P.M. as the sun set.

The 911 operator contacted Forensic Investigator Ray H. Rawlins at the Gwinnett County Medical Examiner's Office, who jotted down the sparse information that was available so far. Then Rawlins called Sergeant Edkin to assure him that the medical examiner would accept jurisdiction.

"I'm en route now," Rawlins said, as he headed out from the ME's office.

The Gwinnett County Police Department would be the chief investigating agency into Jenn Corbin's death by gunshot, although District Attorney Danny Porter was also notified because he and his staff would work alongside the police detectives.

All sudden and/or unattended deaths are worked first as homicides, next as possible suicides, third as accidental, and only then as a natural occurrence. Nobody yet knew where the dead woman would fit, but they had to start at the top of the list.

At this point they did not yet have positive identification of the woman who lay on the bed. Kelly Comeau had been too horrified to take more than a cursory look before she ran back to her house with Dalton and Dillon. She had been sure it was Jenn, but they would have to get an official identification. Still, there was little doubt that she was, indeed, Jennifer Corbin.

Seven-year-old Dalton Corbin had been positive that it was his mother lying there without moving. But he was far too young to be listed as the identifying person.

By the time Rawlins arrived, Gwinnett County Police Department Colonel "Butch" Ayres, Detective Sergeant Vic Pesaresi, and Detective Marcus Head had already joined Edkin and the uniformed officers at the scene. Assistant District Attorney Tom Davis was on his way.

It was still early in the morning as the official vehicles lined the street in front of the Corbins' house. They contrasted grimly with the Christmas lights that glowed in the dim winter light. Almost all the homes in the Bogan Gates subdivision had some kind of Christmas decoration, their front yards displaying Santa Clauses, reindeer, angels, and nativity scenes.

A few neighbors were gathering in small knots, many wearing bathrobes, and speaking with hushed voices as they watched the lawmen park and enter the Corbins' house. All of the law enforcement officers and the paramedics looked grim, their jaws set as they moved slowly.

If only the medics would hurry in with a gurney, and then carry someone out to be rushed to the hospital in Lawrenceville, there might be some hope.

But none of them did.

Copyright 2007 by Ann Rule



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  • Anonymous

    Posted June 20, 2007

    I couldn't put it down!!!

    I have to say this one was one of Ann's best! Finally glad I finished it so I can get some sleep, because I couldn't put this one down!

    5 out of 5 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted February 18, 2012

    Highly recommended -- check it out!!

    This was the first book by Ann Rule I had ever read. I actually found the book in a consignment shop in the small town I live in. I had never even heard of Ann Rule until then. Once I started reading the book, I found it hard to put down. It was then that I became a huge fan of Ann Rule and have continued to read other books of hers and have started to collect her books.

    3 out of 4 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted March 20, 2011

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    Excellent as always!

    I love all of Ann Rule's books. I enjoyed this one and could not put it down. Having followed this crime on the Atlanta local news, I gained inside information that was not on the news. Linking Dr Corbin to another and past murder was most interesting. Great reading.

    3 out of 3 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted February 23, 2011

    Couldn't stop reading!

    One of other reviews mentioned how creepy Bart Corbin is and how nervous it made them to read this book. I can completely relate. Bart Corbin is the personification of evil and in one particular moment of evil, I was literally creeped out. It's amazing that someone could kill not one, but two people that he claimed to love. I got this for NookColor and I kid you not, I had to recharge daily because I was spending hours upon hours reading! I wanted to get to the end and find out what happened! This is definitely a good read and very thought provoking. One of the drawbacks to true crime novels is that you often find yourself left with a lot of questions or you wonder how the survivors are doing. Ann Rule does give you some tidbits at the end as to what everyone is doing, and Jenn Corbin's sister has a website that she started not long after Jenn's death, and there is also an abundance of other sites that followed this story. You will definitely not regret getting this book.

    3 out of 3 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted December 20, 2011

    Highly Recommended

    This book was so good I could hardly put it down. Ann Rule really knows how to write true crime stories. It feels as though you are right there.

    2 out of 2 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted March 17, 2009

    Great story

    This was my first audio book and who better to try one with than Ann Rule! The story was great-very interesting and it kept my attention. I would definitely recommend it to someone who likes true crime and audiobooks.

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  • Posted November 11, 2009

    I Also Recommend:

    It happens more then you think in a upstanding community, yet tucked away in silence.

    This author gave incite to every aspect of the law, lawyers,crime scene and our system how it works and how it is detered. She(Ann Rule)makes sure that you know not only how and why this tragic event happened, but who the victims were. Each person whether deceased or living was given a voice. I watched the show last week and it did no justice to the book, if I had not read the book first I would not have known who a lot of the charaters were because the show jumped around so much where the book explained each persons actions and what relationship they were to each other. The book drawed you in and kept your attention.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted October 4, 2009

    Well researched!

    A good read, delves into the life of a self absorbed man. And the consequences to all of the people around him, especially his own children.

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  • Posted September 22, 2009

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    excellent

    This is the first book i read..My friend let me borrow it and that how start my interest of reading...The book is really detailed and dont miss any..I like the way she tell the story without confusing anyone..She is an excellent writer....

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  • Posted August 23, 2009

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    Anne Rules!!!

    Ms. Rule always does an excellent job of telling the true story in an unbias manner. I've enjoyed her books for years.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted June 13, 2009

    Too Late to say goodbye

    A nice easy read

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  • Posted April 8, 2009

    Too Late to Say Goodbye

    I really enjoyed this book. I like true stories and mysteries. This had both. I could relate to the characters and the story kept me reading. I was glad that it kept me interested. Sometimes in true stories, there are too many details and the reader can get bored. Not so with this book. Thank you. I will read her books again.

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  • Posted April 1, 2009

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    Nobody does it better!

    Ms. Rule's Web address is annrules.com. Where it comes to true crime, it is fitting. Not only does Rule do her homework, she checks everyone else's! You never feel cheated because she does so much research. As a writer, I feel that I have learned a great deal from her. She puts you there! She draws people with a fine brush, and she paints scenes with near-pointillistic attention to detail. Having been in law enforcement, she is able to see things from the prosecutions' point of view; being an acute observer and sensitive to psychological and sociological issues, she is also conscientious about ferreting out possible
    causes for the aberrant behavior of the criminals about whom she
    writes. Not that she sympathizes with them -- it would be extremely difficult to sympathize with most of the monsters --, but she is aware, and keeps us aware, of the complexities that are involved. B r a v a, Queen Ann,
    b r a v a !!

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  • Anonymous

    Posted January 20, 2008

    Very good!

    Bought this the day it was released, and it doesn't disappoint despite the fact that Dateline aired the Corbin story the same night! Corbin was evil, and I can't help but think why did Hearn let him back in her life after the threats, stalkings, he stole her cat, destroyed her work for her dental classes in college... makes me wonder what she was thinking.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted January 3, 2008

    Ann Rule does it again

    Well Written - You feel like you really know everyone involved

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  • Anonymous

    Posted October 9, 2007

    Couldn't Put This One Down

    I love books that I can't wait to get back to and Ann Rule's 'Too Late To Say Good-Bye' is one of those books. In some fictional mysteries that I've read, I get to the point where I just don't care 'whodunnit' but in this book, we pretty much know already and that's part of the appeal. Some of the background details leading up to the 'suicide' were just mind-blowing. I found the internet 'boyfriend' situation that Jenn gets involved with rather creepy but pretty plausible. I've been reading this book late into the evening and it was a little spooky in some parts. Do yourself a favor and pick up Ann Rule's latest. You won't be disappointed.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted September 24, 2007

    Creepy but great

    I really enjoyed this book, the main character was so creepy and it made me nervous just reading about it. I did enjoy the book which is strange since it's such a sad story.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted August 10, 2007

    Another winner by Ann Rule!

    Ann never disappoints. This is yet another story that is impossible to put down. As with all her other books, I finished it too fast! Sadly, we are all potential crime victims, and as such, there are many lessons to be learned from Ann's writings.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted June 11, 2007

    One of Ann's Best Yet!!!

    Great book, and told with Rule's usual compassion and caring. I couldn't put it down.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted May 17, 2007

    Book Bonus in June Readers Digest

    Looks like another hit by Ann Rule. Check it out in the June issue of Reader's Digest.

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