The Whole Truth (Marie Lightfoot Series #1) [NOOK Book]

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"Nancy Pickard pushes at the presumed limits of [crime fiction]" said the Los Angeles Times Book Review, praising the award-winning creator of the Jenny Cain mysteries. Now, Pickard blurs the line between fiction and reality in a novel of gripping intensity, and premieres a superb new heroine: true-crime author Marie Lightfoot. For her next surefire bestseller, Marie is covering the trial of a Florida killer -- a case that penetrates her own life, layer by disturbing layer.
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Overview

"Nancy Pickard pushes at the presumed limits of [crime fiction]" said the Los Angeles Times Book Review, praising the award-winning creator of the Jenny Cain mysteries. Now, Pickard blurs the line between fiction and reality in a novel of gripping intensity, and premieres a superb new heroine: true-crime author Marie Lightfoot. For her next surefire bestseller, Marie is covering the trial of a Florida killer -- a case that penetrates her own life, layer by disturbing layer.
Whether real like Ted Bundy, or imagined like Hannibal Lecter, few killers of our time are in the same league as Raymond Raintree. And as he stands flanked by lawyers in a Florida courtroom, waiting to be convicted for the murder of Natalie Mae McCullen, Marie Lightfoot is taking it all in. A small, gutsy blonde renowned for her true-crime bestsellers, Marie knows the graphic and disturbing case will make her best book yet -- because Raintree's shocking crime, vile beyond imagining, is also impossible to turn away from. But there is something about the case -- and Raintree's involvement -- that bothers her.
No one knows where Raintree, a man as slight and immature as a preteen boy, took Natalie after he abducted her. No one knows how Natalie -- bright, independent, and with no fear of the dark -- could be lured into a stranger's boat on a lonely waterway. And only one witness saw a man who may have been Raintree motoring along in a water taxi on the night Natalie disappeared.
Even if the police can't provide answers, Marie intends to leave no loose ends. Starting with a prison meeting with Raintree, the steely-nerved writer follows a twisted path that leads to Natalie's parents, to a coincidence that doesn't quite gel, and to a place she has resisted all her life: the dark recesses of her own soul, where she hides the secrets of her own lost past.
When Raymond escapes, Marie -- a curious contradiction of celebrity author and introspective loner -- becomes a sitting duck for a killer who just might be smart enough to outwit her. And evil enough to take her to hell before she dies.
A masterpiece of psychological suspense, The Whole Truth is a compelling look at our fascination with the horrific crimes of our time. Nancy Pickard's characters are as close to flesh and blood as fiction can get -- and her writing is as close to perfection.
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Editorial Reviews

Toby Bromberg
With the sure hand of an acknowledged master, Nancy Pickard spins a tale so compelling, suspenseful, and emotionally involving that you will not be able to put it down. The Whole Truth is an unforgetable read.
Romantic Times
Publishers Weekly - Publisher's Weekly
In a sensational change of pace, Anthony Award-winner Pickard sets aside her Jenny Cain series (Twilight, Confession, etc.) for a fast-moving thriller that literally starts with a bang. True-crime writer Marie Lightfoot is covering the murder trial of Raymond Raintree, accused of kidnapping and killing, and extracting the pineal gland of, a six-year-old girl in Maria's hometown of Bahia Beach, Fla. When convicted, Raintree charges the judge, who whips out a pistol and shoots him. Feigning unconsciousness, Raintree manages to escape. The story then seamlessly alternates between Marie's narration of the manhunt for Raintree and chapters of Marie's book, The Little Mermaid, about the background to the trial. Raintree is a cipher, a seemingly illiterate but clever outcast with no past. Pickard delves deeply into the personality and psyche of this repellent yet sympathetic monster who was kidnapped and abused as a child. After finding and arresting the fugitive, the police never question the anomalies in the case (how could an uneducated man perform a delicate surgical procedure?) nor do they respond to calls from a retired Kansas sheriff who believes Raintree is John Kepler, who was kidnapped 22 years ago. Because of her fame, Marie is contacted by Kepler's parents, and the course of the novel shifts dramatically as Marie becomes personally involved. Mrs. Kepler's wish to see her son again spurs the frightening climax to this stunning synthesis of psychological suspense and commentary on our culture of celebrity. Featured alternate of the Mystery Guild; 9-city author tour. (Mar.) Copyright 2000 Cahners Business Information.|
Library Journal
A true-crime writer senses something is amiss with her new case. From an award-winning mystery writer.
From the Publisher
Houston Chronicle Nancy Pickard continues — along with Sara Peretsy and Sue Grafton — to deliver the best.
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Product Details

  • ISBN-13: 9780743418041
  • Publisher: Atria Books
  • Publication date: 3/1/2000
  • Series: Marie Lightfoot Series , #1
  • Sold by: SIMON & SCHUSTER
  • Format: eBook
  • Pages: 272
  • Sales rank: 266,429
  • File size: 297 KB

Meet the Author

Nancy Pickard, creator of the acclaimed Jenny Cain mystery series, won the Anthony Award for Say No to Murder, a Macavity Award for Marriage Is Murder, and two Agatha Awards for Best Novel, for Bum Steer (1990) and I.O.U. (1991). A former reporter and editor, she is a past president of Sisters in Crime. She splits her time between Kansas and Florida.
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Chapter One: Raymond

The courthouse in downtown Bahia Beach, Florida, seems a pale, cool place to hold the evidence of so much passion. Divorces. Rape. Murders. Arson. Assault. Abuse of all kinds, by all sorts of people, upon all sorts of people. Daily, it parades past these bland, blond walls of the Howard County Courthouse, in Florida's Twenty-first Judicial Circuit. This is a place of stark contrasts and painful paradoxes, of quiet ironies and violent surprises. Outside the long narrow windows of the courthouse, the south Florida sun burns hot enough to scorch a tourist's skin, but inside, it's all shade and air-conditioning.

My fingertips feel dipped in ice water as I write these words.

They seem to promise a surprise or shock of some kind, although nobody in this courtroom is expecting one. We're expecting the jury to deliver a guilty verdict today, and we're all expecting to troop back in here in a couple of weeks to hear this same jury recommend the death penalty.

And yet, my own words seem to foreshadow something else.

Strange, but I don't have any idea of what that could be.

For the ten days of the trial of Raymond Raintree for the kidnapping and murder of Natalie Mae McCullen, I have scribbled notes with stiff, cold fingers. Now, as we await the verdict, I press my fingers into my palms to warm them, before moving my pen again. I'm not using a laptop because the soft tapping of fingers on keyboards drives the judge crazy, and so she has forbidden computers.

Judge Edyth Flasschoen's courtroom -- number three, second floor -- is especially chilly, because she keeps the thermostat turned down exceptionally low. It's so cold in here I can smell the air-conditioning, a metallic aroma that gets up in my nose and stays there until I overpower it with garlic for lunch from one of the restaurants down on Bahia Boulevard. The judge takes good care of her jurors, though: no air-conditioning blows directly on them.

High on her bench, seated in her brown leather chair on rollers, the judge taps her microphone with a pink fingernail. She's a tough old broad, sixty-two years old, with a beauty-shop hairdo and the metabolism of a Florida mosquito. When I interviewed her for the true crime book I'm writing about this case, she said, "It's always too damned hot to suit me. I could go naked under my robes, and I'd still sweat like a pig in the brush."

"Get this show going," she commands her bailiff now.

Along with other spectators, I am seated on the back row behind the prosecutor's table. Picking which side to sit on each day has felt like choosing sides of the aisle at a wedding where nobody wants to sit behind the groom. The benches behind the defendant are full, but the people seated there look uncomfortable to me. Nobody wants to be mistaken for being sympathetic to Ray Raintree.

Judge Flasschoen is glaring at the defense team.

"I'm warning you in the audience and you attorneys up front, there will be no outcry over this verdict, whatever it is. You understand me?" Leanne English, the lead defense counsel, is getting the brunt of this lecture, which doesn't seem quite fair given that she hasn't done much to prevent the flow of justice toward conviction. If the only obligation of a defense team is to force the prosecution to prove the charges, then Leanne has succeeded admirably. Nevertheless, the judge is wagging a manicured finger at her. "Contempt of court is no empty phrase in my court. You want your own trial? You want to experience what it's like to be a defendant? We can arrange that, for anybody who doesn't sit still and keep quiet."

Leanne, a trim little redhead in a crisp black suit, nods.

The jury hasn't liked her, but they've loved the state's attorney, Franklin DeWeese. He is a tall, handsome black man with an ingratiating manner and a name that oozes political promise. The prosecutor has performed superbly in this trial. He focused the jury's attention on the evidence that pins the defendant to the crime, and he distracted them from the two troubling questions that remain unanswered: No motive has ever been established, and nobody knows who the defendant really is.

Ray Raintree is a man without an identity.

In a country in which most people worry about how easily the facts of their lives can be accessed by strangers, Ray seems to have spontaneously generated out of thin air. Computerized criminal records haven't identified him, nor have fingerprint matching or DNA testing, either. He has no past that anybody, including me, has been able to find. This is not good news for a true crime writer with a book due on her editor's desk in two weeks.

In his closing arguments, Franklin emphasized, "It doesn't matter who Ray was or where he came from prior to the murder of Natalie Mae. It doesn't matter who Ray said he was after he killed her. The only thing that matters is where he was and what he was doing at the moment she died. At that moment, he could have been president of the United States in a former life, and it wouldn't matter. He could have turned into a Nobel Prize winner the next day, and it wouldn't matter. Ray can call himself anything he wants to, but if he is the one who murdered that child -- and he is -- we are all of us going to call him a killer. That's who he is. Ms. English will try to convince you that you need to know his motive for killing her, but I promise you the law does not require you to know why he did it. You only need to know that he did it. And you do know that, because we have proved it beyond any reasonable doubt. He kidnapped that child, he killed her, and he mutilated her body. That's all you need to know, in order to convict him."

He convinced me, and probably the jury, too.

But that's not going to fill the middle of my book with facts, and it makes me feel uneasy to think that my home state may execute a man with no identity. I don't know exactly why this should worry me -- beyond my personal concern about my book -- but it does.

The jury foreman is rising to his feet, with a paper in his hands.

On this day of the verdict, the foreman is wearing a light blue suit, white shirt, navy blue tie. He has red cheeks, slicked back hair, and he looks like he just drove into the big city from a farm. He looks somber, nervous, aware of the importance of his role and this moment. The other jurors are looking at him, as if they're afraid to look at anybody else for fear of giving their decision away, as if we don't all know what it's going to be.

I've attended a lot of trials, and I've seen a lot of jurors, and they almost all look scared and sincere at moments like this. Having served on a jury myself, I know just how they feel. Ray's on his feet now, along with Leanne and her team. Franklin and his assistants have stood up, too. There's a feeling in the room that we're all holding our breath, even though the verdict is predictable.

My own heart is beating faster than I would have expected it to.

"Members of the jury, have you reached your verdict?"

"Your Honor, we have," the foreman tells her in a strong, carrying voice. After a few phrases of official language, he finally says it: "We the jury find the defendant guilty as charged in indictment number six-seven-two. So say we all."

I'm surprised how deeply relieved I feel to hear it.

So much for my foreshadowing of a shock or surprise: This is exactly how this trial was supposed to turn out, and now it has, and I can write the final chapter.

Obediently, we maintain decorum in the courtroom.

And then we jump in our seats at a sudden, single loud noise.

Natty's father, Tony McCullen, has just slammed his beefy ex-boxer's hand down on the wooden railing which separates him from the state's attorneys in front of him. All by itself, that hand says it for all the rest of us: Yes!

My heart aches for Tony and for his wife, Susan. This verdict may be a necessary step in their healing, but it is also such small, small recompense for the loss of their sweet little girl.

Ray, himself, hasn't moved a hair since the verdict was read.

Leanne has put her left arm around him and is whispering something into his right ear. Franklin DeWeese has turned in an equally quiet manner to shake hands with his assistants, and now he's embracing Tony McCullen. The victim's mother, Susan, was a witness, testifying to Natty's whereabouts before the murder, so she has spent the other days of the trial seated on a bench outside this courtroom, surrounded by comforting friends and members of her family. Susan could have come in for this verdict, but when I saw her outside today, she told me she didn't want to be here for it.

"I want to watch him die," she told me, looking thin and haunted.

She doesn't want to have to see him at all before that final day.

After the verdict, the members of the jury --

The members of the jury are staring at Ray Raintree with odd expressions on their faces. What's going on up there? What's he done now? Jurors number six and seven glance at each other. Juror number one in the front row frowns. The juror to his left looks downright sick. Some of the other jurors are turning their faces away, as if they want to look anywhere except at Ray.

The judge doesn't seem to have noticed anything out of the ordinary. She's up there on her bench, gathering papers in preparation for setting a date for the sentencing hearing.

But something's up with the jury, even now.

I think I'll stand up as discreetly as possible, pretend I'm just stretching my legs, and see if I can detect what's happening up there. I have sympathized with the jury all through the trial, and not least because they had to face Raymond Raintree every day for ten days. From personal experience, I know he's hard to look at. Anybody who has ever stared into his creepy eyes hates the fact that his was the last face that child ever saw.

I see that Leanne English is about to say something to Franklin.

Oh, my god! Ray has just shoved her violently, propelling her across the aisle toward the prosecutor. Franklin yells, "Ow!" as she falls against him. Leanne screams, and she's clutching at Franklin's arms. He attempts to grab her, but she slips from his hands, and falls to the floor.

She's screaming again, and so are some other people.

The courtroom is erupting into pandemonium!

Ray has pushed his attorney out of the way, leapt across her legs, and he's charging toward Judge Flasschoen's bench.

"Kill me!" he's yelling at her. "Kill me now! Do it! Kill me now!"

Judge Flasschoen stands up. With her right hand, she reaches into the long black sleeve that drapes her left arm, and she pulls out a small pistol.

She takes aim, and shoots Ray.

Ray charges forward a few more steps before falling.

Oh, my god, a judge just shot a defendant!

I hear my own voice shouting, along with a dozen others, "Is he dead? Did she kill him?"

Copyright © 2000 by Nancy Pickard
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  • Anonymous

    Posted June 20, 2001

    You Wion't Put This One Down!

    I have never read Nancy Pickard before although I had heard of her and her Jenny Cain series, being a mystery buff. I don't usually read the thriller type books. I usually stick with a lighter style live Evanovich or Grafton, BUT let me tell you, I could not put this book down. Right out of the chute it takes off and never lets you go. I happened on it by going to a book signing at Coffee, Tea and Mystery and bought the book as a collector piece, she was there to sign her latest book Ring of Truth. Little did I realize what I was in for! For three days I was glued to this book every spare moment I could find. I took it along on a weekend trip and forgot it at my daughter's house, I was so absorbed in it I had to run out and buy another copy, if you don't read another book this summer - read this one.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted March 12, 2000

    LIGHTS ON THE WHOLE NIGHT

    It's easy to see why this novel earned a starred reviw in Publishers Weekly. Pickard leaves the sprints behind and breaks out in a marathon! This exciting new novel is a major page-turner and quite a dramatic shift from the Jenny Cain novels, with the best opening chapter I've read in twenty years (don't miss it). Why some people commit heinous crimes is an area too often left unexplored by mystery and suspense authors, wherein villains are likely little more than caricature. Not so in this riveting story of the human heart gone astray. Pickard's characters open like rosebuds releasing strong perfume. But she doesn't stop there. Her story gathers in the thorns and the skin of individuals badly bruised and torn by life, and, finally, exposes the bare roots of evil. With perfect pacing, the author here seems pulled along by the story as much as by the characters. And you will be too. Reading the Whole Truth is like being shoved downhill... you can't stop running and, breathless, you can't stop reading. You can't stop, period. The whole truth is a villain is someone who weeps. Pickard's strongest work to date, The Whole Truth outpaces her previous novels and represents the full flower of the masterful talent she has shown in her short stories. It is such a great dare for an author of this stature to leave off a successful series! It pays off handsomely for the reader. This one will be a movie. And, if we're lucky, they'll leave the lights on in the theatre when the show it.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted March 10, 2000

    My goodness, but it was bad!

    This book was completely and utterly devoid of any style, interest or even plot. It just seemed to drag on and on and on and on......

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  • Anonymous

    Posted January 11, 2000

    Whole Truth

    Most true crime writers are objective observers when conducting research. This procedure is what Marie Lightfoot applies when she is committed to covering a trial. However, Marie becomes part of the story when she tackles the Raymond Raintree case.... Raymond is charged with killing six-year old Natalie Mae McCullen, an innocent deaf child who loved the water canals in Bahia beach, Florida. According to the evidence, Raymond Lured Natalie into an isolated water tunnel, killed her, and removed her pituitary gland. ..... In spite of no proof that a Raymond Raintree ever existed or that he had any motive to kill the child, the jury convicts him of first degree murder. Raymond escapes from the courtroom and simply vanishes. A massive manhunt fails with only Marie receiving a call from Raymond. Shortly after that, Marie receives a call from the Kempler family of Olathe, Kansas. They claim Raymond is their son Johnnie who disappeared when he was seven. Johnnie had an imaginary friend named Raymond Raintree. As Marie flies out to our nation's heartland, she begins a strange journey tracing the actions of a killer and his victims...... This novel centers on the aftereffects of killer's activities on anyone who misfortunately has come into contact with the murderer. This list includes the police, the district attorney, the prosecutor, the judge, the victims' families, real crime writers, and his own biological family. Thus, THE WHOLE TRUTH about this character-driven tale is that it is a well-written plot that studies the impact pure evil has on everyone touched by its malevolence. Nancy Picard uses prose to create frightening images that will shake the foundation of most readers.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted January 11, 2000

    Whole Truth

    Most true crime writers are objective observers when conducting research. This procedure is what Marie Lightfoot applies when she is committed to covering a trial. However, Marie becomes part of the story when she tackles the Raymond Raintree case. Raymond is charged with killing six-year old Natalie Mae McCullen, an innocent deaf child who loved the water canals in Bahia beach, Florida. According to the evidence, Raymond Lured Natalie into an isolated water tunnel, killed her, and removed her pituitary gland. <P>In spite of no proof that a Raymond Raintree ever existed or that he had any motive to kill the child, the jury convicts him of first degree murder. Raymond escapes from the courtroom and simply vanishes. A massive manhunt fails with only Marie receiving a call from Raymond. Shortly after that, Marie receives a call from the Kempler family of Olathe, Kansas. They claim Raymond is their son Johnnie who disappeared when he was seven. Johnnie had an imaginary friend named Raymond Raintree. As Marie flies out to our nation¿s heartland, she begins a strange journey tracing the actions of a killer and his victims. <P> This novel centers on the aftereffects of killer¿s activities on anyone who misfortunately has come into contact with the murderer. This list includes the police, the district attorney, the prosecutor, the judge, the victims¿ families, real crime writers, and his own biological family. Thus, THE WHOLE TRUTH about this character-driven tale is that it is a well-written plot that studies the impact pure evil has on everyone touched by its malevolence. Nancy Picard uses prose to create frightening images that will shake the foundation of most readers. <P>Harriet Klausner

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  • Anonymous

    Posted January 5, 2000

    Whole Truth

    Most true crime writers are objective observers when conducting research. This procedure is what Marie Lightfoot applies when she is committed to covering a trial. However, Marie becomes part of the story when she tackles the Raymond Raintree case. Raymond is charged with killing six-year old Natalie Mae McCullen, an innocent deaf child who loved the water canals in Bahia beach, Florida. According to the evidence, Raymond Lured Natalie into an isolated water tunnel, killed her, and removed her pituitary gland. <P>In spite of no proof that a Raymond Raintree ever existed or that he had any motive to kill the child, the jury convicts him of first degree murder. Raymond escapes from the courtroom and simply vanishes. A massive manhunt fails with only Marie receiving a call from Raymond. Shortly after that, Marie receives a call from the Kempler family of Olathe, Kansas. They claim Raymond is their son Johnnie who disappeared when he was seven. Johnnie had an imaginary friend named Raymond Raintree. As Marie flies out to our nation's heartland, she begins a strange journey tracing the actions of a killer and his victims. <P>This novel centers on the aftereffects of killer's activities on anyone who misfortunately has come into contact with the murderer. This list includes the police, the district attorney, the prosecutor, the judge, the victims' families, real crime writers, and his own biological family. Thus, THE WHOLE TRUTH about this character-driven tale is that it is a well-written plot that studies the impact pure evil has on everyone touched by its malevolence. Nancy Picard uses prose to create frightening images that will shake the foundation of most readers. <P>Harriet Klausner

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  • Anonymous

    Posted January 1, 2000

    Whole Truth

    Most true crime writers are objective observers when conducting research. This procedure is what Marie Lightfoot applies when she is committed to covering a trial. However, Marie becomes part of the story when she tackles the Raymond Raintree case. Raymond is charged with killing six-year old Natalie Mae McCullen, an innocent deaf child who loved the water canals in Bahia beach, Florida. According to the evidence, Raymond Lured Natalie into an isolated water tunnel, killed her, and removed her pituitary gland. <P>In spite of no proof that a Raymond Raintree ever existed or that he had any motive to kill the child, the jury convicts him of first degree murder. Raymond escapes from the courtroom and simply vanishes. A massive manhunt fails with only Marie receiving a call from Raymond. Shortly after that, Marie receives a call from the Kempler family of Olathe, Kansas. They claim Raymond is their son Johnnie who disappeared when he was seven. Johnnie had an imaginary friend named Raymond Raintree. As Marie flies out to our nation's heartland, she begins a strange journey tracing the actions of a killer and his victims. <P>This novel centers on the aftereffects of killer's activities on anyone who misfortunately has come into contact with the murderer. This list includes the police, the district attorney, the prosecutor, the judge, the victims' families, real crime writers, and his own biological family. Thus, THE WHOLE TRUTH about this character-driven tale is that it is a well-written plot that studies the impact pure evil has on everyone touched by its malevolence. Nancy Picard uses prose to create frightening images that will shake the foundation of most readers. <P>Harriet Klausner

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