Wrong Place, Wrong Timeby Andrea Kane
New York Times bestselling author Andrea Kane's gripping new page-turner, Wrong Place, Wrong Time, bolts out of the starting gate and straight into the winner-take-all world of competitive horse show jumping, where drugs, alcohol, money, and egos collide and two strong-willed families risk everything to protect the ones they love.
Sometimes bad things happen to good people . . . especially when they're in the wrong place at the wrong time.
What begins as a romantic weekend in a cozy cabin turns into a deadly nightmare when Sally Montgomery's companion, Frederick Pierson, is murdered. But instead of regarding Sally as a victim, the police are after her as their prime suspect.
To evade the authorities and a brutal killer, Sally goes into hiding, relying on her wits and basic survival skills to stay alive. Desperate, she calls Pete Montgomery, her ex-husband and former NYPD detective turned private investigator, for help. With Sally's life on the line, Monty recruits their daughter, Devon, to work on the case with him.
Devon has her father's cop instincts. As she probes deeper into the murder, the investigation brings her closer to uncovering a dangerous Pierson family secret—one that could destroy the family empire and its heir apparent, Blake Pierson. Though powerfully attracted to Blake, Devon isn't sure if he's friend or foe. She does know that he'll do anything to protect his family. With Devon's heart and Olympic show-jumping gold at stake, how far will his family loyalty extend?
Time is running out. Danger is closing in. Can Devon prove Sally's innocence before she becomes the killer's next victim?
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Wrong Place, Wrong Time
By Andrea Kane
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Copyright © 2006
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The skies were that harsh shade of gray that signified winter in upstate New York.
Sally Montgomery's secondhand Chevy truck jostled along the narrow, snow-covered excuse of a road that led from her house to the sprawling horse farm a mile down the way. She would have hiked it--she usually did--even at this ungodly hour of 6:30 a.m. Everyone at her nursery school thought she was crazy. A fifty-two-year-old woman, choosing to trek two miles round-trip by foot, and before sunrise, no less?
But, hey, she was in great shape, she loved the outdoors, and the truth was, the hike cleared her head, made her feel alive.
Except on days like today. Even Sally drew the line here. It was frigid outside, January making its presence known full force. Subzero temperatures, high winds, and not a hint of sunlight. Plus, it had snowed again last night, just a couple of inches, but enough to make the as-the-crow-flies path she normally walked a disaster.
Hiking would be hazardous at worst and miserable at best.
So, it was four-wheel-drive time.
With a twist of the steering wheel, she turned left and drove through the gates that marked the private entrance to the Pierson farm. Rows of pine trees lined the way, and Sally's headlights caught the reflection of glistening icicles dangling from them, as well as the sparkle offresh-fallen snow on the five hundred acres of land. The view was spectacular.
The house and its surrounding structures were even more so.
House was a misnomer, she thought as she drove past the snow-covered fenced-in paddocks and toward the buildings that defined the Millbrook estate. First came the seven-thousand-square-foot cedar-sided house. Then came the outbuildings--multistalled barn, feed and tack rooms, heated wash stalls, not to mention a massive indoor jumping arena and two smaller indoor arenas. The estate was magnificent--the largest, most elaborately designed warmblood farm in Dutchess County, with a lighted outdoor ring, exercise track and jumping arena, and grounds that included a pond and gazebo worthy of a Currier and Ives holiday card.
Sally's breath never ceased to catch when she saw the place.
But that wasn't why she loved coming here.
She loved coming here for the horses. Edward Pierson might have made his millions in the restaurant business, but his passion was right here. For years, he'd sponsored winning show horses. Now, at almost eighty years old, he not only showed but owned and bred some of the most successful and exquisite warmbloods in the country. They were extraordinary, with more ribbons than Sally could count, and personalities as individual and unique as their beauty and skill. She treasured her time with them--all of them, not just the three she was paid to exercise. True, she needed the extra money she earned coming over here each morning, pitching in alongside the Pierson grooms. But the truth was, she would have done it for free.
Her tires crunched in the snow as she pulled her truck up to the barn and came to a stop. She was early. Frederick wouldn't be arriving for another half hour. That worked out fine. It would give her a chance to check on Sunrise, see how her leg was faring. She'd been favoring it the other day. Hopefully by now it was on the mend.
Climbing out of her truck, Sally tromped her way to the wooden doors.
God, it was cold. Elbowing her way inside, she rubbed her gloved hands together for warmth. She could hear the horses whinnying softly and moving around in their stalls.
First things first. Sunrise.
She went down to the mare's stall, stroking her neck in greeting. Sunrise was a graceful chestnut with regal white markings and dark, expressive eyes. Warm and affectionate by nature, she responded to Sally's caress with a flick of her tail and a welcoming nuzzle, although Sally noted that her stance was still a bit stiff. Frowning, she glanced down. Yes. That right front leg was definitely bothering her.
No sooner had Sally squatted down to take a look than voices from the back of the barn reached her ears. Male voices.
". . . not just a screwup. A criminal offense. A bomb set to blow up in all our faces." It was Frederick, Edward's Pierson's eldest son and Sally's morning riding partner. Evidently, he was here. And he sounded furious. "To hell with loyalty. He's out."
"That's my call. Not yours." The icy reply came from a voice Sally recognized as belonging to the family patriarch himself. After seventy-nine turbulent years and a recent heart attack, Edward Pierson was no less formidable than he'd been in his prime. "Stay out of this, Frederick. I'll deal with it."
"How? By paying off the right people to make it go away? That won't work. Not this time. Dammit, Father, get your head out of the sand. He's a loose cannon. He's set to go off. And when he does, it's our company, our lives that'll be blasted to bits."
"Stop being so melodramatic. I know what I'm doing."
"Great. Then clue me in. About your plans for him, and that research consultant you're pouring our money into. The whole enchilada. I've got a right to know. I'm Pierson & Company's CEO."
"And I'm its chairman," Edward shot back. "Until the day I die. Which means you answer to me. Not the other way around."
"How could I forget? You remind me daily. Now let me remind you that I've busted my ass for thirty years to get us where we are."
"Yes, but it was my ass that launched this company fifty years ago. You were still flipping baseball cards."
"Well, now I'm earning record profits. I can't do that if I'm being undermined. You obviously have an agenda. What is it?"
"You know all you need to."
Frederick sucked in his breath sharply. "In other words, butt out, and the son of a bitch stays at Pierson."
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by Andrea Kane
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Meet the Author
Andrea Kane's groundbreaking romantic thriller, Run for Your Life, became an instant New York Times bestseller, paving the way for a series of smash hits featuring NYPD detective-turned-private investigator Pete "Monty" Montgomery, and now her current series features the dynamic FBI team of Special Agents Sloane Burbank and Derek Parker. With a worldwide following and novels published in sixteen countries, Kane is also the bestselling author of fourteen historical romances. She lives in New Jersey with her family, where she is learning new ways to sharpen her firearms and investigative skills like a true FBI special agent. Between target practices, she is researching and writing her next supercharged romantic thriller.
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Flat out, I really enjoyed this book. From the second I started it, it had already made my favorites list, and that doesn't happen that often. Every single detail made me want to keep reading. For an entire day in school and at my job, I didn't do any work because I was so completely interested in what was going to happen next. I COULD NOT stop reading. Andrea Kane did a wonderful job creating suspense throughout each sentence. I liked how there were certain parts at the end of most chapters that got you to wonder. Kane would describe a little scene that was set aside from what had happened in the chapter that gave you the chills because it was so sketchy. It was mostly clues that one of the main characters had someone watching her, and also what the people on the opposite side of the mystery were up to. At first, she didn't mention what was going on at all or who the characters were that were either speaking or doing something that was a hint to the answer. It was just a little flash of information on the side to make you think and every time I would end up believing it was a different person. As the book went on, you were able to udnerstand those little sections more but it still made you want to keep reading. Another aspect that really got me interested in the book was that there were so many dead ends. You would think you've figured out who the killer was until a new piece of evidence was revealed proving your conjectures wrong. Again, you get so curious that you almost want to skip ahead. The only reason I didn't skip ahead was because I was genuinely interested in everything that was going to happen. Really the one thing I wasn't too fond about in the novel was the fact that Kane was fairly repetitive with her vocabulary choices and even some key phrases. It wasn't even like one character repeated themselves a few times. More than once a character would say something, and aonther character would say it in a completely different scene, and then you would stumble upon the same phrase or word within the narration. That bugged me a little bit. That's almost as bad as using one word three times in a sentence as opposed to replacing them with pronouns or something. All in all, the plot was amazing and very detailed. I strongly reccomend this book to anyone who enjoys romance novels and murder mysteries. It is definitey a book that you will not want to put down.
This book is fast paced and will keep you guessing until the end-If you are a mystery lover this could be one of the better books you have read in a long time! I have read other Andrea Kane's book and was disapointed in them but this is her best work yet!
Sally Montgomery and Frederick Pierson go away on a romantic tryst that has Devon the adult daughter of the woman worried about her mom who has not really dated anyone since her divorce fifteen years ago. Sally shares some of her daughter¿s concern as she is nervous about her romantic rendezvous, afraid that something will go wrong. --- Something does when someone murders Blake and burns down the cabin that the pair was using. The cops assume Sally is the prime suspect while she is on the lam fearing her boyfriend¿s father is somehow involved and after her. Her former husband, an ex NYPD detective turned sleuth Pete 'Monty' Montgomery rushes to Duchess County, New York to learn the truth and more important to protect the mother of his children. Devon also tries to prove her mom¿s innocence, but admits to herself she finds Frederick¿s nephew Blake quite attractive though he seems to want to hang her mother for killing his uncle. --- Readers will believe this is the right place, right time to enjoy Amanda Kane¿s latest romantic suspense thriller. The story line is action-packed as two families converge with different opinions as to whether the beleaguered Sally killed Frederick. Pets provide comic relief unless you are the victim of their stealing your roast beef or chaperoning your lovemaking. Fans will appreciate this fine class war who-done-it as the street wise middle class battles with the snooty upper class in a suburbian tense tale. --- Harriet Klausner
I plan on reading more of Andera's books
this Book along with " I'll be watching you" is instantly catchy and I love Kane's writin; Thrilling, Suspensful and romantic
I'm now reading all of Andrea Kane books. I'm starting my 5th one today....lol read the first 4 in 5 days.
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