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Cathy Cramer is a former lawyer and investigative blogger who writes commentary on local homicides. When she finds a threatening note warning her that she's about to experience the same kind of judgment and speculation that she dishes out in her blog, Cathy writes it off as mischief ... until her brother is caught in the middle of a murder investigation—the victim is his ex-wife. As her brother is tried and convicted in the media, and bloggers and commentators like her have a field day, Cathy wonders if she ...
Cathy Cramer is a former lawyer and investigative blogger who writes commentary on local homicides. When she finds a threatening note warning her that she's about to experience the same kind of judgment and speculation that she dishes out in her blog, Cathy writes it off as mischief ... until her brother is caught in the middle of a murder investigation—the victim is his ex-wife. As her brother is tried and convicted in the media, and bloggers and commentators like her have a field day, Cathy wonders if she should have taken the threat more seriously.
Cathy and her two sisters, Holly and Juliet, moonlight as part-time private investigators, working to solve their brother's ex-wife's murder. Juliet, a stay-at-home mom of two boys, and Holly, a scattered ne'er-do-well who drives a taxi, put aside their fear and lack of confidence to learn the art of investigation.
But will it be too late to save their brother from a murder conviction, or his five-year-old son who's the killer's next target?
Hope budded where it had all but shriveled. Dropping everything, he wrote a quick note back:
I'll be right over. Leaving now.
Yes, it was a miracle. Annalee hadn't spoken to him in almost a year. Every visitation had been arranged through their attorneys. He had longed for the chance to talk to her face-to-face and tell her of his concerns for Jackson if she won full custody. Every other weekend and Wednesday night visitations—the deal most fathers got under this judge—would not cut it. He had wanted to remind her how desperately the child needed his dad. To remind her that children who had their father ripped out of their lives often grew up with voids they tried to fill through self-destructive choices. He'd wanted to appeal to her as an adult and a parent, to get past this bickering and put Jackson first.
Now he had an invitation to do just that.
It wouldn't be an easy conversation. He'd have to put aside his bitterness over her string of affairs and the influence some of her boyfriends had on his five-year-old son. He'd tread carefully, so as not to set her off.
He realized as he drove that he was almost out of gas. Why hadn't he filled up this morning? He pulled into a gas station and hurriedly put in ten dollars' worth, then headed to her neighborhood.
He turned onto her street, wondering if Jackson was home from kindergarten yet. If so, he would run to Jay yelling, "Daddeeeee!" Or was he still at day care? Usually, Annalee worked until seven or eight in her home office, taking tech support calls for the software company she worked for. She often had to work late, since she had to be available for those on the west coast as well as those in the Eastern time zone. Her long hours were the main reason Jay had tried to get custody during the week. There was no reason for Jackson to spend twelve or thirteen hours a day with a babysitter when his own father could be with him part of that time.
Jay slowed as he reached the neighborhood. The houses sat on five-acre wooded lots, so they were spaced far apart. He remembered the day he and Annalee had closed escrow on their lot. They'd been giddy with excitement and had pitched a tent and spent the night there.
It seemed like an eternity ago, back when they were still in love.
Then came Jackson, and the joys and exhaustion of parenthood. After that they'd entered the house-building phase, and the stress tamped their romance. Annalee wanted more than they could afford, running the cost higher with every decision. Their head-butting became more and more frequent. By the time they'd moved in, their love had grown lukewarm. It was probably around that time that she'd had her first affair.
But there was no sense in thinking about that now. He passed the stretch of woods separating their house from the others. As he rounded the curve, the house came into view.
A white pickup truck was parked at the curb in front of the house. Annalee's latest boyfriend drove a silver Jaguar, but according to her Facebook posts, they had broken up weeks ago. As far as Jay knew, she wasn't seeing anyone now. So who was visiting when she knew he was coming over?
As Jay pulled into the driveway, the front door swung open. He shifted into Park as a clown bounced out. Jay did a double-take. A clown?
The man wore a wig with a bald head on top and red curly hair on the sides, and was dressed in a red costume with yellow, white, and green polka-dots. His face was painted in full clown makeup, so it was difficult to tell if he was smiling or if that was just the effect of the red lips curving up on his face. The clown lifted his gloved hand in a wave to Jay as he went to the truck, his big yellow shoes flopping across the lawn.
Jay waved back. Maybe Annalee was hiring a clown for Jackson's birthday next month. But that wasn't like her. She rarely spent money on anyone but herself.
Was she turning over a new leaf?
He got out of the car and went to the front steps. A year ago he would have used his key and gone in, but she had made it clear that he was no longer welcome to walk in like part of the family, even though his name was still on the deed. He knocked, then rang the bell. Its chime rose over the wind, ostentatious and irritating. He'd always hated that bell, but she'd insisted on it.
She didn't answer, so he knocked again. Was this all a joke? Had she set him up to dash his hopes?
He pulled out his cell phone and called her, but it went straight to voice mail. Now what?
Maybe she was in the back of the house and couldn't hear the doorbell. He thought of leaving and chalking it up to her mood swings, but this was important. They were going to talk!
He pulled his key ring out of his pocket, found the house key, and unlocked the door, hoping the violation didn't send her into a rage.
He opened it and stepped inside. "Annalee!" he shouted. "It's me. Where are you?"
There was no answer. The front room was immaculate, just as her designer friend had left it. She only went in there to dust. He went through the front rooms and into the study where she usually worked. "Annalee?"
Still no answer. Her computer was on, her Arabesque screensaver dotting across the black screen. Her desk phone began ringing ... once ... twice ... three times. Where could she be?
Then he heard water running ... upstairs. Was she showering?
It was just like her. Luring him over, then changing her mind. Toying with him like he was some idiot. "Annalee!"
Still no answer. Getting angry, he bolted upstairs and looked in the open door of the master bedroom, where the two of them had slept for years. The bed was made up as neatly as always. Jackson's room was orderly too. His son wasn't here. Jay went to the hall bathroom where he could hear the running water, pounded on the locked door.
"Annalee? I'm here! Do you want to talk or not?"
Nothing. "Annalee!" he shouted, pounding again. "Answer me!"
Water began seeping out from under the door. What was going on? Was she in there with the water running over?
Sudden fear burst through him. Something wasn't right. He pounded again, and when there was still no answer, he backed up and kicked the door, his foot landing just below the doorknob.
Wood splintered, and he kicked it again, twice more, until the door broke and flew open.
And there she was.
His wife ... fully dressed and motionless in the bathtub ... pink water running over ...
For an eternity of seconds he stood frozen, staring at the scene, unable to take it in. Then reality shook him.
"Annalee!" He ran to the tub and turned the water off, got his arms under her, lifted her out, water sloshing over the side of the tub.
She was fully clothed and wearing shoes, but her white blouse was stained and torn ...
Horror pounding through him, he realized it wasn't torn. The hole in the cloth burned into a wound on her chest. Heart racing, he laid her on the wet floor and tried to revive her. "Annalee, wake up! Please ... God ... don't let her die!" She was limp and her face was gray, her lips colorless. Her eyes were partially open, vacant.
Jay groped for his phone with wet hands, couldn't find it. The other pocket ... he pulled it out, punched in 911.
The dispatcher answered, "911, what is your emergency?"
"My wife ... I think she's dead ..."
"You think your wife is dead?" the dispatcher repeated. "Sir, what's wrong with her?"
"She was in the bathtub ... shot, I think ... she's not breathing."
"You think she was shot?"
Why did she keep repeating his words? "Yes ... I don't know ... looks like a bullet hole. Please, send an ambulance!" He gave her the address.
"They're on their way, sir. Stay on the phone with me. Do you know CPR?"
He tried to think. Chest compressions ... "Yes. I think so."
"Sir, can you feel a pulse?"
He almost dropped the phone as he touched the carotid artery on the side of her neck, praying for a pulse.
There wasn't one.
"No! I don't feel one. You have to hurry!"
"Sir, I need you to put the heel of one hand on her chest and pump it with your other hand."
Trembling, he put the phone on the commode lid. What about her wound? He put his hands next to it, over her heart, and started pumping, praying her heart would start. The hole was to the right of center. Maybe it had missed the organ. If the paramedics came in time ...
"Sir, is she responding?" The voice sounded distant. He reached up and set it to speakerphone.
"No, not yet," he said, breathless. "When will they be here?"
"In a few minutes. Is the door unlocked?"
He tried to think. "Yes, I left it unlocked. Tell them we're upstairs." He kept pumping as he talked, Annalee's body jerking with the force of his weight. But nothing changed. Sweat dripped into his eyes.
"She's not responding!"
"You said she was in the tub?"
"Yes, with her clothes on," he said, breathless. "Soaking wet."
"Sir, keep pumping."
"Yes." He pumped, praying, but there was still nothing. Jackson ... his mother ...
This wasn't what he wanted. Despite all the fighting, part of him still loved her.
"Annalee, please!" he shouted. "Wake up! Jackson needs you!"
But she didn't move.
He heard the sirens coming—loud, spiral sounds in front of the house. They could save her. They'd give her oxygen, blood, defibrillate her, bring her back.
He heard the door downstairs, the thunder of footsteps coming up the stairs. "I'm in here!" he shouted. "The bathroom!"
Two firemen appeared at the door, dressed in firefighting gear. "No!" he shouted. "I need an ambulance, not a fireman!"
They stepped aside as a paramedic burst in and knelt across from him. "Sir, move away and let me," the medic said.
"Please ... I've been doing CPR ... she's not responding." Jay moved back as the paramedic examined her. "You have to revive her. We have a little boy."
"She's been shot," the medic called to someone. "Exit wound on her back."
The firemen pulled Jay out of the bathroom and into the hall. Only then did he notice that his pant legs and shoes were wet. His arms were soaked and stained pink.
Police were waiting for him on the staircase. They introduced themselves as Officers Shelton and Blake. "Sir, do you know who shot her?"
He started to shake his head, then remembered the clown. "There ... there was a guy when I got here. He was coming out the front door. He was dressed like a clown."
The eyebrows of one of the cops shot up. "A clown?"
"Yes. Big curly red wig and his face all painted up. He got into a white truck and drove east."
"Did you see the tag number?"
"No. His truck was facing me when I pulled in. It didn't occur to me to check his tag. I didn't know anything was wrong."
The cop named Shelton tipped his head. "So let me get this straight. You're saying a clown shot your wife?"
"I don't know if he shot her! I just saw him!"
Shelton sent the other one a look. "A clown."
They didn't believe him. He looked toward the bathroom. "There was water running out under the door, and the door was locked. I kicked it in."
Someone near the bathroom called up the hall. "Shelton ... you need to see something."
Shelton left them and walked over to stand at the bathroom door. Jay watched, breath held. He heard the word "gun," then Shelton stepped into the bathroom.
After a moment, he came back out. "Get some pictures, document how we found it. I'll notify Homicide."
"Homicide?" Jay asked. "No ... you have to keep trying!"
Shelton shot Jay a harder look as he came back toward him. "Mr. Cramer, do you own a gun?"
Jay tried to shift his thoughts. A gun? "No ... I mean, yes, I did. I left it with Annalee when I moved out."
"What kind of gun is it?"
"A .38 revolver. It's registered. I think she keeps it in her bed table drawer."
The men exchanged looks.
"Are they still working on her? Are they trying?" He had barely gotten the words out when he saw the first paramedic coming out of the bathroom, no longer hurried.
"Is she gonna be okay?" Jay asked, tears burning his eyes.
The paramedic shook his head. "No sir, I'm sorry."
Jay bolted forward, and the cops grabbed him, pulling him back. "No, she can't be dead. We have a five-year-old. He can't lose his mother!"
But he could see from their faces that it was too late. There was nothing they could do.
The pretty young defendant showed no signs of cracking, even after three weeks of sitting under the world's scrutiny, her hair slicked back in a severe bun each day. She was probably glad to be out of her cell this whole time, though Cathy would have been much happier to be hidden away if the same sorts of accusations had been hurled about her.
The accused child-killer was definitely guilty. Surely the jury saw it. Cathy's own readers of her investigative blog Cat's Curious saw it clearly, even though they relied on what Cathy's blog and the rest of the media interpreted into the court testimony.
The case, which was being tried right here in Cathy's home town of Panama City, Florida, had doubled her readership in the last few months and netted her some heavy advertisers for her blog. Her past as an attorney, her deep intuition about these cases after her own experiences with murder, and her fearless way of nailing the truth, kept her fans reading.
If people ever stopped killing each other, she supposed she'd be out of work. She could always switch to debunking urban myths or exposing corporate crimes, if she couldn't force herself to go back to practicing law. But until sociopaths developed consciences, Cathy was happy to do her part in championing the victims and dissecting the crimes for all to see.
At last, the judge called a recess until tomorrow. As the jury was led out of the room, Cathy locked onto the defendant's face. Sara Chesney's emotionless facade melted away, and she smiled at her attorney and gave him a wink.
Perfect. Cathy hoped no one else had seen that. Max, the reporter next to her, was focused on his notes. The TV camera had already cut off. The other reporters on the second row seemed to be watching the jurors' faces. Maybe Cathy was the only one who'd caught it. If not, she could at least be the first to report it. She'd write about it this afternoon. What could it mean? That Sara felt the defense had pulled off their latest subliminal suggestions to the jury? That she and her attorney had a thing going?
Or was it just that the defendant was relieved to be out from under the judging eyes of those jurors and that camera?
Sara was handcuffed and led out, her pastel button-down shirt more wrinkled than it had been this morning. Cathy wondered if the woman had ever worn a button-down in her life before now. The pictures of her before her niece's death showed that she preferred outfits that exposed skin and were at least a size too small. The schoolmarm image wasn't fooling anyone.
When the judge left the room, Max mowed through the spectators to get to the restroom. Cathy stepped out quietly, checking over her notes. She made a quick pit stop by the ladies' room, listening to the conversations among the spectators. They all seemed to have the same impression of today's testimony that she had—that the defendant's husband was lying, that the best friend was telling the truth ...
Cathy's instincts were rarely wrong.
She stepped out on the front steps of the courthouse. Media lined the sidewalk out front, some of them already broadcasting about the last few hours in the trial. She trotted past the television vans and hurried to the parking garage. Her Miata sat in a parking space on the top level, baking in the hot sun.
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Posted April 4, 2013
Terri Blackstock is a favorite in our household, so being able to review one of her books is super exciting!
Truth Stained Lies is the first book of the Moonlighters Series. Three very different sisters end up moonlighting as private detectives...Cathy - a justice focused investigative blogger (because her fiancé was murdered and the murdered got off), Holly - a taxi driver for now but more of a party girl, and Juliet - a stay-at-home mom who’s husband is too busy in his career. They join together with Michael, a private detective, to find the truth for their brother, Jay, who is accused of killing his wife. However with the police so focused on what appears to make sense, can they find the truth? And soon enough for the life of Jay’s son?!
I was hooked from the beginning to the end! The characters were real, messed up, and easy to feel for. The story was interested and well written. And I love the faith - wether it was questioned or deeply held to; it was honest and beautiful.
I would highly recommend this book by Terri Blackstock! Actually both my husband and I would recommend all of her books.... so get reading!! :)
Disclosure: I received this ebook free from the publisher through the BookSneeze book review bloggers program. I was not required to write a positive review and the opinions I have expressed are my own.
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Posted June 21, 2013
Too many plot spoilers revealing too many details of the book. Stop your bragging about getting the book for free for your, cough cough, honest review, which automatically tells me it wont be, and stop with the excessive plot reveals. There is no reason at all to rewrite the book in your review. Other posters write excellent posts without giving away the entire plot line. Read their posts and learn how to write a review.
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Posted April 5, 2013
I have always loved Terri Blackstock's books and this book does not disappoint! This book focuses on what can and does happen in today's society. Can't wait for the next book to come out.
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Posted April 1, 2013
As always a well written book. I have read almost all of her books and each one is better than the last. This book is a page turner. Normally I am not one to pick up a book but this author keeps me interested. If you enjoy her books you might also enjoy Dee Henderson as well.
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Posted May 12, 2013
Terri Blackstock in her new book, "Truth-Stained Lies" Book One in the Moonlighters Series published by Zondervan introduces us to Cathy Cramer and her family.
From the back cover: When truth doesn't make sense, will lies prevail?
Cathy Cramer is a former lawyer and investigative blogger who writes commentary on high-profile homicides. When she finds a threatening note warning her that she's about to experience the same kind of judgment and speculation that she dishes out in her blog, Cathy writes it off as mischief . . . until her brother's wife is murdered and all the `facts' point to him. The killer has staged the crime to make the truth too far-fetched to believe. Working to solve the murder and clear her brother's name, Cathy and her two sisters, Holly and Juliet, moonlight as part-time private investigators. Juliet, a stay-at-home mom of two boys, and Holly, a scattered ne'er-do-well who drives a taxi, put aside their fear to hunt down the real killer.
Stakes rise when their brother's grieving five-year-old son is kidnapped. As police focus on the wrong set of clues, the three sisters and their battered detective friend are the only hope for solving this bizarre crime, saving the child, and freeing their brother.
Who knew being a blogger could be dangerous? Now Cathy Cramer knows. Someone dressed in a clown suit murdered her brother's estranged wife. The police think the brother did it and arrested him as all the evidence seems to point to him. So Cathy and her sisters take up the investigation to prove who really did it and get the brother out of jail. Ms. Blackstock has provided us a first-rate mystery. "Truth-Stained Lies" is a wonderful way to begin a series and don't you just love the title? "Truth-Stained Lies" is a thriller in that the lives of Cathy and her sisters are put in deadly danger through the course of their investigations. I think this is Ms. Blackstocks best work yet and her characters are well-defined. Once the action gets going Ms. Blackstock revs up the thriller quotient considerably which will have you reading and flipping pages as fast as you can. Don't start this book late at night because it will be very difficult to put it down or stop thinking about it. I recommend this book highly and am greatly looking forward to the next book in the series.
Disclosure of Material Connection: I received this book free from Zondervan. I was not required to write a positive review. The opinions I have expressed are my own. I am disclosing this in accordance with the Federal Trade Commission's 16 CFR, Part 255: "Guides Concerning the Use of Endorsements and Testimonials in Advertising."
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Posted May 31, 2013
A very well-told tale! I got a "feel" for all the characters and a couple of them I just wanted to choke. That's excellent writing!
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Posted April 6, 2013
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Posted March 14, 2013
There are several things that I look forward to each year. Hopefully getting a tax refund (didn’t this year, though), hopefully getting a bonus (we’ll see in June!) and getting my hands on the latest Terri Blackstock thriller (nailed it!)
As divorces go, Jay’s divorce is the hardest of all. Not only is he fighting over custody of his 5-year old son with his cheating ex-wife, now she’s alleging child abuse allegations against him. If only he could get her to sit down and talk to him, sans all of the lawyers, he knows that he could convince her to drop everything and let him see his son. He gets an email asking him to come by her place just for that very reason. When Jay arrives, though, and sees the clown leaving the house, his life is about to change. He discovers that his wife has been shot and he’s unable to save her. In comes his three sisters to the rescue. Cathy, a former lawyer who know blogs about local homicides, Juliet, a stay-at-home mother of 2 and Holly, a taxi driver, all team up to help their brother uncover who really killed his ex-wife. Throw in a threat to Cathy over her latest blog material, a life-altering announcement by Holly and you have yourself another great novel by Terri Blackstock. Who’s making all of the threats against Cathy? What is going on in Holly’s life? Who killed Jay’s ex-wife and why? Ha! Go buy the book yourself and figure it out.
I love suspense and mystery books that take you on a journey of twists and turns and always keep you guessing right up until the end and then smack you in the face with, “Psych! You were wrong!”. I wish that I could say that about this book. I don’t know if it’s because I read so many of these books and watch so many TV shows and movies, but I had this figured out very early on. Does that make this a bad book? Not at all. Ms. Blackstock has created some deep characters in this book. The character of Holly fascinates me, I would hope that we see more of her in some additional books in this series. Cathy is such a strong character, too. To see her develop and get a better understanding of her role as a blogger was eye opening to me. I do have a blog, I use it to review great Christian fiction books. I can see, though, how Cathy was using hers for what she thought was the right reasons, but she was fooling herself. The pace of the story and the way the 3 sisters worked together fit perfectly in the story.
Is this a "guy's book"? While I have always enjoyed Terri Blackstock and any book that she has written, I can’t say that this is specifically a “guy’s book”. Guy’s will enjoy it if they love a good mystery and maybe, they won’t have it figured out as early as I did.
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Posted April 6, 2013
Posted April 1, 2013
Once again Terri Blackstock provides an entertaining and unique story. The first book in a new series we meet Cathy Cramer and her sisters, Juliet and Holly. Their brother, Jay is accused of murdering his estranged wife.
This story is fast paced from the beginning and keeps you guessing throughout. It took me awhile to warm up to the main character, Cathy Cramer but as the story developed I began to understand her and like her. My favorite character was Holly (and not just because we share the same name). She is the youngest sister and has struggled to find her way in life as she comes to terms with her past decisions.
This story provides not only a good mystery, but has several secondary plots that I’m looking forward to see how they develop. The secondary plots do not distract or confuse the main story, but leave you wanting more.
Disclaimer: I did receive this book from the publisher but was not under any obligation other than to give my honest opinion.
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Posted February 4, 2014
Posted January 20, 2014
Truth Stained Lies
Book Summary: When truth doesn't make sense, will lies prevail? Cathy Cramer is a former lawyer and investigative blogger who writes commentary on high-profile homicides. When she finds a threatening note warning her that she's about to experience the same kind of judgment and speculation that she dishes out in her blog, Cathy writes it off as mischief . . . until her brother's wife is murdered and all the 'facts' point to him. The killer has staged the crime to make the truth too far-fetched to believe. Working to solve the murder and clear her brother's name, Cathy and her two sisters, Holly and Juliet, moonlight as part-time private investigators. Juliet, a stay-at-home mom of two boys, and Holly, a scattered ne'er-do-well who drives a taxi, put aside their fear to hunt down the real killer. Stakes rise when their brother's grieving five-year-old son is kidnapped. As police focus on the wrong set of clues, the three sisters and their battered detective friend are the only hope for solving this bizarre crime, saving the child, and freeing their brother.
Review: I really enjoyed this opening series. I liked that it was so clever of a plot - A clown shot Jay’s wife. Truly a twisted twist and immediately made this a must read. I liked all of the siblings and can not wait for the next book. The book did not really over use any of the new characters. I found that the mystery did not take up too much of the book and yet it was fast paced and the mystery filled my head with who did it. The only thing that I did not understand is the connection between the murderer and why he wrote to Cathy….. Overall a must read for me and a quick paced mystery.
I would like to thank Net Galley and Zondervan for allowing me to read and review this book in return for a free copy and I was never asked to write a favorable review by anyone.
Posted January 17, 2014
I just recently discovered Terri Blackstock's books and the first one I picked up was the final book in her Intervention series. The book grabbed me from the first paragraph all the way to the last page. I was hooked. I purchased Truth Stained Lies next and, once again, from the first page until the very end, I had a hard time putting it down. Terri Blackstock knows how to hook a reader and keep him on the line. Great writing about relevant themes. I could definitely see myself in these situations. I just purchased her entire Restoration series and can't wait to get started. This is a really good read.Was this review helpful? Yes NoThank you for your feedback. Report this reviewThank you, this review has been flagged.
Posted November 8, 2013
This was my first time reading Terri Blackstock and I really enjoyed it. I am not one who can usually pick out who the murderer is and I had a hunch and turned out I was right. It was very good and I would recommend this to others.Was this review helpful? Yes NoThank you for your feedback. Report this reviewThank you, this review has been flagged.
Posted October 6, 2013
†TWO WEEKS LATER† "If we're going to survive when Darkness comes, we need to prepare," Nightstar says. "We have enough warriors to defend, but we need a plan." "We could ambush them," suggested Oceanblaze. Hunter looked at some older posts still during that day. "What the fu<_>ck..." he muttered. About three posts accused him of...force<_>mating a kit! He cheked the nursery, and sure enough, there was a post of Nightstar doing just that. Hunter was enraged, and the first suspect was Mightclan, an ally of his. When questioned, Powerstar prove it wasn't them. Hunter was getting mad. Who could it be? He needed to end the threat and SOON.Was this review helpful? Yes NoThank you for your feedback. Report this reviewThank you, this review has been flagged.
Posted September 2, 2013
I finished reading this new book by one of my favorite authors, Terri Blackstock, last night. Although it was good, I did not like it as well as others. First, it was fairly obvious to me who the perpetrator was. Secondly, I just did not care for the main characters. And lastly, as one of my very favorite Christian authors, I was disappointed that , to and for me, there was not more of a Christian message in the book. I felt that the religious tone was diminished quite a bit in regards to most of her other books, especially after just finishing "Covenant Child" and another older book of Ms. Blackstock's. I know she cannot please everyone, but I turn to her books because of her Christian messages that are interwoven into her story, but I was quite disappointed with this one.Was this review helpful? Yes NoThank you for your feedback. Report this reviewThank you, this review has been flagged.
Posted August 2, 2013
Starting a new series by Terri Blackstock is definitely on my favorite things list. The story for this installment centers around four siblings that collectively have a difficult background. They are preacher’s kids that had to endure the backlash of their father’s affair with his secretary. They also each have a difficult individual story and that is what we learn most about. Cathy has lost a fiancé to a senseless murder in which the murderer got off on a technicality. Jay is going through a difficult divorce that he doesn’t want. Julie is a stay-at-home mom with what seems like a picture perfect life . . . but something just isn’t right in her marriage. Finally we have Holly who has been the family mess for as long as anyone can remember.
The story begins with a mysterious note and some questionable email exchanges. A murder is committed and Jay is framed. His story is just unbelievable to the police. His siblings and a former cop turned investigator set out to prove his innocence. Now here’s where it gets good and turns into a quintessential Terri Blackstock novel.
By the halfway point I figured out who the murderer was. Did that ruin the story? Not in the least. By about three quarters of the way I even knew the motive and the means to the killing. Did that ruin the story? On the contrary it enhanced it. You see Terri has a way of telling the story that lets you in on it but keeps you completely intrigued. She does a marvelous job of developing her characters. She tells the story from different perspectives so you find yourself tensing up for a character because you already know what is going on but the character doesn’t!
This was a great start to what promises to be a riveting series. If you need a book that you can finish in a relatively short time pick this one up because it is definitely a page turner. I’m looking forward to the next installment. Let’s just hold our breath that the next book comes out very soon!
I received a copy of this book to facilitate my review.
Posted July 25, 2013
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