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Terror has forever changed the life of psychiatrist Tess Ciccotelli. Someone is tormenting her patients, pushing them to commit suicide, and setting her up to take the blame. But Tess can't break her oath to protect her patients' privacy at all costs. Even when detective Aidan Reagan demands a list of everyone she's treating. Even when the mounting danger threatens Tess ...
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Overview


Terror has forever changed the life of psychiatrist Tess Ciccotelli. Someone is tormenting her patients, pushing them to commit suicide, and setting her up to take the blame. But Tess can't break her oath to protect her patients' privacy at all costs. Even when detective Aidan Reagan demands a list of everyone she's treating. Even when the mounting danger threatens Tess herself.



Aidan doesn't like anyone who stalls his cases. Still, he can't help but admire Tess's fierce loyalty to her patients, especially when it becomes clear that a nameless, facelss enemy is set on destroying her career, her family , and finally, Tess herself. As Aidan's heart softens, the killer's will hardens, and one thing becomes clear - the noose is tightening around Tess's neck.

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  • ISBN-13: 9780446549080
  • Publisher: Grand Central Publishing
  • Publication date: 11/16/2008
  • Sold by: Hachette Digital, Inc.
  • Format: eBook
  • Sales rank: 38,502
  • File size: 469 KB

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Karen Rose is a RITA Award-winning author who fell in love with books from the time she learned to read, with Jo from Little Women and Nancy Drew becoming close childhood friends. A former chemical engineer and high school chemistry and physics teacher, Karen lives in Florida with her husband of twenty years, their two children, and the family cat, Bella. For more information, visit her website: www.karenrosebooks.com.
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You Can't Hide


By Karen Rose

Warner Vision

Copyright © 2006 Karen Rose Hafer
All right reserved.

ISBN: 0-446-61689-3


Chapter One

Sunday, March 12, 12:30 A.M.

Normally a suicide drew a bigger crowd, even in a high-priced neighborhood like this one, Detective Aidan Reagan thought grimly as he slammed his car door and flinched at the bite of the cold air blowing in from the lake. But most people with any sense were inside on a night like this. Aidan couldn't afford the luxury. Dispatch called and he and his partner were next in the barrel. For a damn suicide.

This was a distraction from the child homicide he'd spent the last two days working. He hated child homicides but he thought he might hate suicides just a little bit more. He could only hope he could get this jumper off his desk quickly so he could focus on finding who'd broken a six-year-old's neck like a dry twig.

The people who watched from the curb appeared to be twenty-somethings coming home from a night on the town. They waited silently, eyes fastened to the scene with a morbid mixture of horror, fascination, and sympathy. The horror Aidan understood. No body was a pretty sight, but a plunge twenty-two stories was a step beyond generic gruesomeness. As for the sympathy ... Aidan would save his for the real victims. Whoever said suicide was a victimless crime had obviously never notified a family.

He had.

He wished the morbidcuriosity-seekers could see that part of it. They might not find such a scene so damn fascinating after all. But they were well-behaved at least, standing silently behind the yellow tape strung between two light posts by the officers first on the scene. An occasional stamp of cold feet broke the unnatural silence. One of the two uniforms stood by the yellow tape at the curb, the other on the sidewalk, facing away from the body.

Aidan approached, his shield in his hand. After four months it still felt strange, approaching the uniform, not wearing one. "Reagan, Homicide," he said crisply, then stopped short, first at the stench, then at the sight. The stomach he'd have sworn was seasoned after twelve years on the force took a nasty lurch. "My God."

The uniform nodded, his jaw tight. "That's what we said."

Aidan's eyes took a quick trip up the wall of identical balconies and back down to focus on the iron spike protruding from what had been a woman's chest. Now her chest was ripped open, revealing shattered bone and ... insides. For just a moment he stared, remembering the other time he'd seen such a sight. He steeled his spine. This was nothing like the other. That other victim had been an innocent. This woman lying here ... she was dead by her own hand. No sympathy, he told himself.

This woman had thrown herself twenty-two stories to concrete-and onto a decorative wrought-iron fence. The fence was only about a foot high, mostly inverted "us", but every four feet or so a spike jutted upward. The force of her impact on the spike had literally split her wide open, geysering blood to splatter a dirty pile of snow three feet away. "She hit it dead on," he murmured.

The uniform winced. "So to speak."

Aidan dragged his gaze back to the cop's drawn face. "You are?"

"I'm Forbes and that's my partner, DiBello, over there doing crowd control." Forbes grimaced. "I lost the toss."

Aidan scanned the faces of the silent crowd that needed no control, but hell, a toss was a toss. He'd lost his fair share during his years in uniform. "Anybody see anything?"

"Two seventeen-year-olds say she jumped from the twenty-second floor at about midnight." Forbes pointed a black gloved finger upward. "It's that balcony up there, the one with the curtains blowing in the wind, third from the left."

"Nobody pushed her?"

"Kids didn't see anybody. They said she kind of glided up to the railing."

Aidan frowned. "Glided up? Like a ghost?"

Forbes shrugged. "That's what they said. Kept repeating it, again and again. I put 'em in the back of the squad car until you could talk to them. They're pretty shook up."

"Poor kids." They deserved the sympathy. This sight would haunt them for a long time. They were only seventeen, just a year older than his own sister. He shuddered at the thought of Rachel seeing such a grisly sight, then jerked a nod toward the crowd. "Any of them know her?"

"DiBello asked, but nobody did."

Aidan looked at the woman's face, her features now loose and spongy. Blood seeped from her ears, nose, and her open mouth. The iron fence had taken the brunt of the force of her fall, but any fall from that height smashed the skull, the scalp basically containing the mess. The features kind of liquefied, giving the face a macabre, melted wax look. "Nobody would recognize her now, even if they did know her. We'll need to get into the apartment she jumped from. Is the super around?"

"I knocked but he's not home. A neighbor says he's at a Bulls game."

"The game was over two hours ago. Where is he now?"

"I paged him once. I'll see if I can find out where he hangs."

"Thanks, man. Also, can we move this crowd to the other side of the street? And make sure nobody in the crowd takes any pictures. Have your partner keep his eyes open for camera cell phones." Aidan pulled out his own cell and called in for a warrant and a medical examiner, then crouched down to take a closer look at the body. She was wrapped in black lace and silk and he wondered if she'd dressed especially for the occasion. If she had, the effect was ruined by the spike. And the guts oozing onto the concrete. He swallowed hard. It was a hell of a mess for someone to clean up. That was the problem with suicides, he thought bitterly. They wanted to go out with dramatic flair but they never thought about the consequences to anybody else. To the people they left behind. To the people who had to clean up.

Selfish. So damn avoidable. Goddammit.

He realized he'd clenched his fists and deliberately loosened them. Get a grip, Reagan. The deep breath he drew filled his senses with the metallic scent of warm blood and foul stench of busted bowel, but underneath he caught a hint of cinnamon as footsteps crunched the snow behind him. His partner was here.

"Hell of a way to go," Murphy stated in his quiet way.

Aidan shot a harsh glance over his shoulder. "Hell of a thing to do to her family. Can't wait to make that visit."

"One thing at a time, Aidan," Murphy said evenly, but his eyes were kind and understanding and made Aidan feel small. "So what do we know?"

"Only that she jumped from the twenty-second floor. Two witnesses say she 'glided' up, whatever the hell that means. I haven't talked to them yet. As for her, she was young. Her arms look well-toned." He focused in on her limbs, the only body parts that remained reasonably unscathed. "Maybe in her late twenties or early thirties." He pointed at one hand that draped over the inverted "us" of the decorative fence. "Big rock on her right hand, no sign of any rings on her left, so she's probably unmarried. Somebody has some money. That ring costs a hell of a lot of green. Her arms and hands don't appear to have any defensive wounds."

Murphy crouched down next to him. "Snazzy colors."

Her two-inch long nails were painted bright bloodred. "I noticed. The red against the black lace does make a real statement."

Murphy shrugged. "It wouldn't be the first time a jumper wanted to leave a lasting impression. Nobody knows her?"

Aidan pushed to his feet. "No. I'm hoping the apartment she jumped from was hers. I called in for a warrant and the ME's on his way. Let's go talk to the kids who-"

"Let me pass." The voice cut through the night-soft, yet ringing with authority.

"Ma'am, you can't go through here. Please stay behind the tape."

Aidan looked up in time to see Officer DiBello's arm come up to block a woman in a tan wool coat, her dark hair whipping in the wind, covering her face.

Again she spoke, her voice calm and quiet but commanding. "I'm her doctor. Let me pass, Officer."

"Let her through," Murphy echoed and DiBello did, but Aidan stepped into the woman's path, blocking her once again before she could contaminate his scene. She lifted on her toes, but still wasn't quite tall enough to see over his shoulder. Aidan put his hand on her shoulder and gently pushed her back down. She stiffened, but cooperated.

"Ma'am, we're waiting for the ME. There's nothing you can do now."

She took a step back, going very still. "She jumped?"

Aidan nodded. "I'm sorry, ma'am. Maybe you can tell us ..." But the words just trailed away as she pushed her hair from her face and instant recognition sent a new wave of anger to boil his blood. "You're Ciccotelli." Dr. Tess Ciccotelli. This woman was no doctor. She was a shrink. That alone would have been bad enough, but Miz Chick had made quite a name for herself.

She wasn't just a garden variety do-you-hate-your-mother shrink. She was a bleeding heart shrink who'd thrown weeks of solid police work in the chipper-shredder when she'd sat on the stand and calmly testified that a known, confessed killer of three children and one cop was unfit to stand trial. Four grieving families were denied justice because a "doctor" said a killer was insane.

Of course the bastard was insane. He'd confessed to brutally murdering three little girls. Babies. With his bare hands he'd strangled a seasoned cop that was trying to take him down. That he was crazy didn't make him an iota less guilty. Now the bastard was sitting pretty in a Chicago psychiatric hospital making pot holders all day instead of in a six-by-eight waiting for a needle in his arm. It wasn't fair. It wasn't right. But it had happened. And this woman had allowed it to happen.

Aidan had been there, sitting in the courtroom with the other cops, hoping against hope that Ciccotelli would change her mind, hoping she'd do the right thing. He remembered how the girls' parents had wept quietly in the courtroom, knowing they'd find no justice that day. How the cop's wife had sat front and center, surrounded by a sea of supportive uniforms. Ciccotelli hadn't blinked, just continued looking straight ahead with cool brown eyes.

Just like she was looking at him now. "And you are?" she asked.

"Detective Aidan Reagan. This is my partner Detective Todd Murphy."

Her eyes narrowed slightly as she studied his face and it was all he could do to maintain his glare. From his seat in the courtroom she'd been sleek, sophisticated. Unapproachable. Up close there was a wild beauty to her features, yet she was still unapproachable. His own eyes narrowed as she turned to Murphy. "Todd, please ask your partner to step aside. I can at least give you a positive ID."

Murphy grasped her arm gently. "Tess, you don't want to do that. She's ... She's really messed up."

Aidan stepped aside, holding out his arm in mock gallantry. "If she wants to see, by all means let the good doctor look."

Murphy shot him a warning glare. "Aidan."

"It's all right, Todd," she murmured and stepped forward without a flinch. She stood looking down at the body for a good minute before turning back to them, her face perfectly composed, her eyes still cool. "Her name was Cynthia Adams. She has no next of kin." From her coat pocket she pulled a business card and handed it to Murphy without a tremor. "Call me if you have questions," she said. "I'll answer what I can."

And with that she turned away and started walking toward a gray Mercedes parked behind Murphy's plain Ford. Aidan's annoyance bubbled over.

"And that's it?"

"Aidan," Murphy cautioned. "Not now."

"If not now, when?" He controlled his voice, conscious of the crowd camped nearby. "She waltzes in here and IDs the victim, cool as a damn cucumber. And then she just walks away? How about what made her jump twenty-two stories, Doctor? You should know, shouldn't you?" And you should care, dammit, he thought viciously. You should care about something. "What the hell kind of doctor are you?" he finished on a hiss and watched her pause, her hands deep in her pockets.

She pulled a glove from her pocket and tugged it over her fingers, her back to them. "Call me if you need me, Todd," was all she said before walking away.

Murphy's eyes flashed as he sucked in both cheeks. "Aidan, I told you not now."

Aidan turned on his heel, dismissing her. "What does it matter? It's not like she gives a damn anyway."

"You have no idea what you're talking about. You don't know her."

Aidan looked over his shoulder. Murphy was watching Ciccotelli cross the street, his face one big, wholly uncharacteristic scowl. "And you do?" He wouldn't have expected it. The venerable Todd Murphy, fallen prey to the charms of a cold piece of work like Miz Chick. Well, I won't.

Murphy blew out an angry breath that turned to vapor, a barrier hovering between them for an instant of time. Then the barrier was gone as was the scowl, leaving Murphy staring at Ciccotelli with a sadness that gave Aidan serious pause. "Yeah. As a matter of fact I do. Go talk to the teenagers, Aidan. I'll be back in a minute."

Aidan shrugged away his uncertainty. Let Murphy deal with the icicle. He had other things to do, like process a crime scene so the ME could scoop up what was left of Cynthia Adams and they could all go home. He'd take the teenagers' statement, check her apartment for ID, and then he'd get the hell out of here.

Another minute. Just another minute. Tess Ciccotelli chanted the words in her mind, a mantra to keep her composure until she was alone. Cynthia was dead. Dear God. Lying on the street, ripped apart ...

Don't think about her. Don't think about her dead and mutilated. Just run. Run fast. Just another minute. Then you can fall apart, Tess. But not yet.

She fumbled the key in the car door lock, conscious of Todd Murphy and his partner behind her, watching. Todd and his very angry partner, whoever he was. He said his name was Aidan Reagan, she remembered, finally getting the key to slide into the lock, pulling the door open. She made her mind focus on the picture of the man's cold blue eyes. He'd been so angry. No, he'd been furious. Just another-

"Tess?"

Dammit. She bobbled her keys, dropping them to the dark street where they skittered underneath her car. She drew a deep breath. So close. "I'm all right, Todd. Go and do your job."

"I am. Tess, you're shaking."

"Todd, please." Her voice hitched, humiliatingly. "I need to get out of here."

He took her arm and guided her into the driver's seat. "You shouldn't drive, Tess. Let me call somebody to get you home."

"There isn't anyone," she said numbly. "That's what took me so long to get here. I called my partners, my friends. I never come to a patient's house alone. Not done. Not ethical." She was rambling now and couldn't seem to stop herself. "Nobody was home, so I came anyway." She closed her eyes. Opened them again when all she saw was Cynthia ... lying there. "And I was too late."

"This isn't your fault, Tess," Murphy said gently. "You know this."

A sob was building. Resolutely Tess shoved it back. "She's dead, Todd." How stupid was that? Cynthia Adams lay gutted on the street, her head a ball of Jell-O, her guts hanging out for all to see. Yeah, she was dead all right.

"I know." He took her hand, gave it a squeeze. "How did you know to come tonight, Tess? Did she call you?"

Tess shook her head. "No. I got an anonymous call from one of her neighbors."

"Why did she jump?"

His voice was calm, so gentle, battering the dam that kept her tears at bay. "Dammit, Todd, let me go. Please. I'll talk to you tomorrow, I promise."

"I won't let you go until I'm sure you're all right."

Tess drew another deep breath and let it out slowly. Gripping her steering wheel with both hands, she lifted her gaze over Murphy's shoulder to where his partner stood next to a squad car, his hard face illuminated by its bright flashing lights. He was looking at them. Watching her. Even from this distance, she could feel the man's piercing stare. His animosity. Those intense blue eyes were narrowed, his jaw tight. "You have a new partner," she murmured, holding her gaze steady, as did Reagan.

"Yes. Aidan Reagan."

Aidan Reagan. "He's related to Abe?" She knew Abe Reagan, trusted him. Trusted his wife Kristen. They were good people.

"Aidan and Abe are brothers."

"That makes sense then." Aidan Reagan mirrored his brother's dark good looks. They had the same dark hair, the same blue eyes, although Aidan's were harder, starker than his brother's. His face was sharper, his jaw a little squarer. His mouth ... softer before he'd realized who she was. He had the capacity for compassion. Just not toward me.

"Tess, he-" Murphy's voice stumbled to a halt.

"Doesn't like me," she said levelly. "It's all right, Todd. Not many of them do."

His sigh was deep and sad. "He was there, Tess, in the courtroom that day."

(Continues...)



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  • Anonymous

    Posted August 2, 2013

    Another good read by Karen Rose

    I've read several of Karen Rose's books and really enjoy them. There is plenty of suspense with just enough romance. This is another one of them. Can't wait to read the next one by her!

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  • Anonymous

    Posted November 30, 2012

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  • Anonymous

    Posted December 3, 2012

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  • Anonymous

    Posted May 18, 2012

    Great book

    Great book. Can't put it down.

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  • Posted February 29, 2012

    Couldn't Put it Down

    I have come to rely on Karen Rose to deliver nasty villains, and twisted plots and I was not disappointed here. I thought I had the killer figured out a few times and I didn't find out until it was revealed in the book, and I was horrified. There was a wonderful mixture of romance, thriller and terror in You Can't Hide. We meet new characters that I am hoping will be getting their own books down the line, Vito, Tess' brother for one, Murphy, Aidan's partner for another. I had a hard time putting this book down and when the killer was revealed, I had so many mixed emotions. Can't wait to see what is in store for me next.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted January 11, 2012

    Another great work

    Love, love, love this book. :)

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  • Posted October 22, 2011

    Love this book :)

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  • Posted January 29, 2011

    On the Edge of my Seat

    I really enjoyed this book. It was my first Karen Rose book and I am looking forward to my next book by her. I related to the character as I am a Therapist. I understood what she went through with confidentiality of her patients. The book was suspenseful and well written.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted April 16, 2009

    Outstanding!

    This was the first Karen Rose book I have read and it was fantastic. Edge of your seat, can't put it down, great who-dun-it. I highly recommend this book and can't wait to read another. Karen Rose is on my "Authors to Love" list. Excellent reading. --K--

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  • Anonymous

    Posted July 10, 2008

    You can't sleep....

    ....till you finish this book. It was incredible. Kept me on the edge of my seat and guessing till the very end. Karen Rose is brilliant, you won't be disappointed by anything that you read by her. You can't hide has everything that makes a good romantic suspense.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted November 5, 2007

    The Doctor is in....TROUBLE!

    I only just started to read Karen Rose-and now I know i'll never stop! This one is the best so far and I can't wait for more. The plot is gripping, the romance is breathtaking and the ending is twisted! I loved it.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted May 14, 2007

    Riveting.

    As an Karen Rose fan this is one of my favorite works. I have read all of her books and pre ordered the new one.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted May 25, 2006

    Awesome Book.

    Very suspenseful. I thought it had a great storyline. Read I'll Be Watching you first as some of the same characters are in You Can't Hide.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted April 15, 2006

    Karen Rose is terrific

    I just discovered Karen Rose a few months ago, but have now read all her books. They are all great, and so is this one. I loved the romance and the suspense. Highly recommend.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted March 20, 2006

    Awesome Book

    It's been a very long time since I had to stay up all night reading a book because I simply could not put it down. This book was it. Great story, very intense and great romance. Reading the last 100 pages was like watching '24.' Found it hard to catch my breath.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted February 14, 2006

    More then 5 Stars. Exceptional book....

    You Can¿t Hide by Karen Rose is an exceptional book of pulse pounding suspense, intrigue and tantalizing romance. _____________________ Psychiatrist Tess Ciccotelli gets a terrifying call late one night that one of her suicidal patients is threatening to jump. Upon arriving at the gruesome scene, Tess is to late to save her troubled patient. Evidence points to Tess being involved and the detective assigned to the case as a beef with the good doctor. Seems she was instrumental in getting a crazed killer send to a mental hospital instead of death row. A killer that killed a fellow cop. _____________________________ Detective Aiden Reagan at first only sees one side to Tess Ciccotelli, the cool, collected doctor who testified in court but as he digs deeper Aiden sees a softer caring side to Tess. As more of Tess¿s patients succumb to suicide the investigation turns to who would want to hurt Tess and her patients. Aiden realizes that anyone around Tess is in danger and he offers around the clock protection. This leads to a romance neither had seen coming. _______________________ Aiden and Tess both have scares from their past. Some are visible some are deeply buried. Whoever is out there destroying Tess¿s world is also bringing Tess and Aiden closer. ______________________________ You Can¿t Hide will grab you from page one and not let go till you finish it. Even then it lingers in your heart and soul. The need to know why this is happening to Tess will compel you to read late into the night to get the answers you need. The suspense is all consuming and bone chilling. The personal relationship between Aiden and Tess is intensely sensual and filled with love of family and friends. ___________________________ It was a treat to see past characters play a role in this book. I hope Tess¿s brothers that are not attached get their story soon. ____________________ Karen Rose is an exceptional author in this genre.

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  • Posted December 9, 2008

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    Action-packed serial killer thriller

    In Chicago psychiatrist Dr. Tess Ciccotelli is stunned by what is happening to her patients. An unknown assailant is somehow torturing them into committing suicide. For obvious reasons, Homicide Detective Aiden Reagan thinks the psychiatrist is either the culprit or hiding the perp especially since she refuses to provide him access to her records that she insists is protected under her oath to protect the privacy of those who come to her for help.------ Aiden is upset with the shrink for not helping him solve the case, but also respects her spunk and determination to do what she believes is right for the good of those who see her. As he gets to know her, Aiden concludes that an enemy wants her professionally discredited and goes after her family. Aiden assumes this unknown foe will soon target the doctor for his or her final act.------ The intrigue behind this action-packed serial killer thriller is guessing the motive behind why the culprit seemingly wants to destroy the psychiatrist by taking out her patients, leaving clues pointing at the doctor¿s failures. The relationship between Tess and Aiden is attractive combatants so they add tension to the mix. The story line is filled with several grisly suicides which takes the suspense-filled story line at times over the edge but fans of Karen Rose will not care just keep a calculator handy to keep score.------ Harriet Klausner

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