What happens when a prosecutor of violent criminals discovers her work has followed her home?
When a twenty-two-year-old killer walks into the courtroom, his eyes confirm what Mia Quinn already guesses: he blames her for his conviction. In seconds, he knocks her to the ground and holds a razor blade to her throat. She manages to escape, but it’s just one more reminder that Mia’s job prosecuting Seattle’s most dangerous criminals is risky.
Now Detective Charlie Carlson is suggesting the very thing Mia doesn’t want to believe—that her accountant husband’s deadly car accident was no accident at all. When Mia and Charlie encounter resistance to reopening the case, they take the investigation into their own hands. And find much more than they bargained for.
Was Mia’s husband more than an accountant—and less than an honest man? As the truth becomes more shocking and the case grows more complex, her husband’s enemies take note of Mia—and her children. How far will this prosecutor go to learn the truth, and how far will she have to go to protect her family?
About the Author
Lis Wiehl is the former legal analyst for Fox News and the O’Reilly Factor and has appeared regularly on Your World with Neil Cavuto, Lou Dobbs Tonight, and the Imus morning shows. The co-host of WOR radio's “WOR Tonight with Joe Concha and Lis Wiehl”, she has served as legal analyst and reporter for NBC News and NPR’s All Things Considered, as a federal prosecutor in the United States Attorney’s office, and was a tenured professor of law at the University of Washington. She lives near New York City.
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A DEADLY BUSINESS
A MIA QUINN MYSTERY
By LIS WIEHL, APRIL HENRY
Thomas NelsonCopyright © 2014 Lis Wiehl and April Henry
All rights reserved.
There are a million ways to die. As a prosecutor in Seattle's King County Violent Crimes Unit, Mia Quinn had become familiar with far too many. But before the first week of November was over, she would learn there were even more ways than she'd thought.
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"Good afternoon, Your Honor," Mia said as Judge Rivas took the bench. Her phone hummed in her pocket, signaling a call or text, but she ignored it. Judge Rivas was a stickler for courtroom decorum.
He inclined his buzz-cut head toward Mia, who stood at attention behind the prosecution table. "Good afternoon, Counselor." He turned toward the empty defense table. "Is Mr. Dockins here?"
The courtroom clerk, Trevor Gosden, answered, "Yes. He's in with Mr. Young."
Despite the formal titles used in court, Mia thought that Trevor's use of Mister most certainly did not belong with the name Young. Rolf Dockins was the defense attorney, a gentleman from the top of his silver hair down to his highly polished wing tips. And Bernard Young was the glowering twenty-two-year-hold defendant he represented, aka the monster who had raped and strangled two runaway girls.
Today Young was to be sentenced. There were only a few observers in the courtroom, most of them relatives of the girls. Mia had asked for life in prison, and felt confident Young would get it. Her case was airtight. Dockins had done what he could, but she was sure down to her bones that it wouldn't be enough. Young would never be able to hurt anyone again.
A side door opened and Rolf walked in, followed by Young in an orange jumpsuit. A sheriff's deputy brought up the rear.
Mia watched them walk toward the defense table, not thinking about anything except how her phone was buzzing again. Maybe she could manage to sneak a peek as she sat down.
Then Young's upper lip curled back and his eyes narrowed. His face was full of rage. And faster than Mia could react, faster than she could even process what was happening, he broke into a run. Straight for her. Then he lunged.
Young had already fisted her hair in one hand before Mia drew breath to scream. The other hand pressed against her throat. They tumbled backward. She was still screaming when his weight punched all the air out of her.
"Get off her!" Trevor yelled, swearing. "Get off her!" And then he threw himself on top of Young, wrestling with him. Mia's thoughts ping-ponged from the pain in her scalp to the pressure on her throat to the sheer crushing weight of the two men. She squirmed and kicked and pushed, trying to get away, but she was pinned in place.
"Just try it on me, man," Trevor panted. "I'll beat the crap out of you."
Now the deputy was grabbing at Young, yelling, adding his orders to the tumult. Even Rolf, who was seventy if he was a day, knelt next to them and began to yank and grab, trying to subdue his client. Mia found a brief moment to hope that the deputy didn't draw his gun. All of them were so close together.
"Watch out!" yelled Catherine, the court reporter. "He's got a razor blade."
A razor blade? More frantically, Mia arched her back, twisting and kicking. She didn't care if she kicked someone else or if Young tore all the hair out of her head. She had to get loose before he slashed her throat.
For a moment the weight left her neck, but even before she could feel a surge of relief it was back. And then Mia felt a small sharp edge press against her throat.CHAPTER 2
Everything was moving in slow motion. Mia had all the time in the world to think, even if she had no time to save herself. Time to imagine how the delicate white skin of her throat would part in a red line that would widen into a bloody smile. Time to think about her children. Brooke was only four, Gabe fourteen. Both of them needed their mother. Needed Mia more than ever, since the car accident seven months earlier that had taken Scott from them.
"I got his wrist," Trevor yelled as an elbow pressed into Mia's rib cage. "Cuff him from the other side!"
And suddenly the weight came off Mia as the group of men wrestled a swearing Young back, yanking him to his feet. She sucked in air. With a trembling hand she risked touching her throat, afraid of what she might find.
But no hot blood pulsed from her neck. Her shaking fingers found just smooth skin.
Two more deputies ran into the courtroom with their guns drawn. Everyone was talking at once.
Mia pushed herself to a sitting position and turned to Catherine, who had crept closer. "Did he cut me?"
"No," Catherine said. Her eyes were wide and she had her hands to her own throat. "No, thank God. Should I call an ambulance?"
"I'm sorry!" Young called out, though he didn't look it.
Trevor pushed his shoulder. "It's a little late for that."
Rolf helped Mia to her feet and guided her to a chair. "I'm so sorry," he said. "Just before we came in, he asked me if I thought you had any remorse. I said you were just doing your job. I'm sorry if that had anything to do with it."
"It's the truth," she said, massaging her neck. "And thanks for helping get him off me."
He smoothed down the front of his now rumpled suit. "As soon as Bernard ran past me and I heard you scream, I decided I no longer cared about attorney-client privilege."
Mia was surprised to find that she could still smile.
One of the deputies who had responded knelt in front of her. He had a shaved head and golden brown eyes. "I have first aid training." As he spoke, he pulled on bright purple vinyl gloves. "Where are you injured?"
"I thought he cut me, but I guess he didn't." Lifting her chin, Mia touched the spot where she had felt something sharp. "Like right here."
He bent closer. "From the shape of it, I'd say it's a fingernail mark. But it didn't break the skin. Did you get hurt anyplace else?"
"Some bruises, but that's all." Now that it was over, Mia was starting to shake in earnest. "Everyone piled on him so fast, I don't think he had a chance to hurt me."
"He had a razor blade," Trevor said grimly, "but I knocked it out of his hand."
Rolf said, "Thank God for that. He'd have cut your throat for sure, Mia."
"Okay, I'm going to touch your neck." The deputy gently cradled the back of Mia's head in one hand while he stroked and pressed her throat with the other. "I think you're right. Just bruises. Nothing broken. Your hyoid bone feels intact. You might want to go to the hospital to get checked out. It's up to you. We could call an ambulance."
Mia knew she most definitely did not want to spend the next two hours getting poked and prodded, surrounded by the stress of a busy emergency room. All she wanted to do was go back to her office, pick up her things, and go home to her kids. "I don't think I want to do that." She looked up at the judge, who had come down off the bench too late to join the fray. It was strange to realize the whole thing had lasted only a few seconds.
"You sure you don't want to go to the hospital, Mia?" he asked.
"I'm sure." Everyone was looking at her, including the man who had just tried to kill her. It was one thing to be the center of attention when you were asking the court to take away a man's life, either literally or figuratively. It was another when the tables were turned. When you were the one at risk.
Judge Rivas turned to Rolf. "Obviously, sentencing will have to be delayed. And your client will probably face more charges."
"Obviously." Rolf straightened his tie. "And his family may need to hire a new lawyer. It's one thing to make sure my client gets a fair trial. It's another to have to stop him from killing the prosecutor."CHAPTER 3
Mia leaned against the elevator wall. Her legs didn't feel strong enough to hold her up. As soon as the doors opened, she would go straight to her office, grab her coat and purse, and get out of here. Right now she couldn't bear to talk about what had just happened. Couldn't bear to have everyone gather around, concerned and solicitous.
Mia wasn't a victim. She had file folders of real victims on her desk. Some with photos of people who hadn't even had time to be surprised before they were dead. And some with photos of victims who had far too much time between the realization that something bad was happening and the end of it.
As Mia walked in, Frank D'Amato was just coming out of his office. He was both Mia's boss and the King County prosecutor. At least he was as of today. The election was only eight days away.
"Mia, I'm glad I caught you. I've got a case I need you to take."
"Can it wait, Frank? There's something I need to—"
"I'm afraid it can't, Mia." He had already turned to go back to his office.
By the expression on the face of their secretary, Mia knew word had traveled faster than the elevator. Judy pulled down her mouthpiece. "Frank, Mia was just—"
"It's all right, Judy." Mia knew there would be lots of questions, lots of discussion, a thorough postmortem designed to prevent some future prosecutor from being slashed to death on a courtroom floor. Just not, if she could help it, today. She would put what had happened out of her mind, listen to Frank, and then she would leave. She would wait until she was safely at home behind her closed bedroom door before she would allow herself to break down. Until then, her memory of what had just occurred would go into a box.
Mia was getting pretty good at putting things in boxes.
She followed Frank in. He was already behind his desk, staring at his computer screen, his black eyebrows pulled together in a frown. Mia could remember when Frank was the kind of guy who wore Dockers, but now he favored Italian wool suits. His dark hair was artfully touched with silver at the temples. With his athletic body and cleft chin, he looked like an actor hired to play the part of a district attorney—or even president. And Frank was nothing if not ambitious.
"Come look at this," he said, motioning her around his desk. Then he clicked on a file, and a poor-quality video from a security cam began to play. It was black and white, shot from about ten feet above a wide pedestrian bridge.
"Where is this?" Mia asked as a parade of people passed the camera: Moms herding toddlers. Old ladies clutching purses. Young women swinging shopping bags. Adolescent boys sauntering in baggy cargo shorts despite the weather.
"The walkway connects a parking garage to a mall," Frank said.
Her phone buzzed again, and Mia realized she had forgotten to check it earlier. It was probably someone wanting to know more about what had happened in the courtroom.
"What exactly am I looking for?" Ignoring her phone, she mentally put on her prosecutor hat. There would be time to talk about what had happened—and what had almost happened—later.
"You'll know it when you see it," he said grimly.
Two teenage boys entered the frame, wheeling an empty shopping cart. A third trailed behind them. One of the boys wore a white hoodie. The second wore a football jersey with the number 12 on the back, as well as a name she thought started with a B. The third boy, dressed in a dark hoodie, walked in front of the cart and began waving his arms. Mia watched the dark spot of his mouth opening and closing. If she had to guess, she would have said he was yelling.
The whole thing was a guess. The picture was so blurry and pixilated, she couldn't really say that all three were boys. Or even kids. The only real clue to their identities was the football jersey. She glanced at Frank, but he was focused on the screen. She just hoped the video wasn't all the evidence they had.
Now the two boys lifted the front of the cart and balanced it precariously on the metal lip of the railing. The front half jutted out into space. Mia caught her breath as it wobbled back and forth. How far above the ground was the walkway? Two stories? More? And what was below? Because she was sure now, sickeningly sure, that the cart was going to plummet. But what was underneath? A child? A bicyclist? A car whose driver would crash?
But the two boys kept both their hands on it, even as the nose dipped and the handle rose. At one point the boy in the dark hoodie grabbed the side of the cart next to the boy in the football jersey, their bodies blurring as they moved. Mia watched in helpless horror as the cart tipped forward and then suddenly disappeared.
All three boys stood for a moment, empty-handed. Each of their smudgy faces held the round, dark O of an open mouth. And then they ran. The boy in the dark hoodie ran to the left. The boy in the white hoodie and the boy wearing the football jersey ran to the right.
"So what happened when the cart hit the ground?" Mia asked.
Instead of answering, Frank raised his hand to tell her to wait. The screen went black, then images from a second video appeared.
This camera was mounted along the side of a narrow road. For the moment there were no cars, just a half dozen people walking in all directions. On the far side of the road were a sidewalk and two sets of glass doors—the entrance to a store. Two people—one taller than the other—were moving toward the double doors and away from the camera. If anything, this video was even blurrier than the first, the figures nearly outside the camera's range.
Although she knew what was going to happen, Mia still gasped when the cart suddenly crashed from above into the frame.CHAPTER 4
The shopping cart barely missed the shorter person while smashing the taller one to the ground. Then the boy in the black hoodie darted into the frame and ran to the injured person, even as the shorter one stood unmoving, seemingly rooted to the sidewalk. More people came, pushing out of the store, stopping their cars in the middle of the road, all of them running to help the person pinned under the cart.
The video ended. Even black and white and blurry, it was still a clear picture of senseless tragedy.
"Who was hit by the cart?" Mia asked.
"Tamsin Merritt. She's thirty-eight. Her fourteen-year-old son, Luke, wasn't injured. At least not physically."
"And Tamsin?" Mia was already using the woman's first name, just as she would in front of a jury to make them think of her not as a victim, but as their friend. Mia was ready to go to war on this woman's behalf. Her breath was speeding up again, not from fear, but from anger.
"I'm told she died right there, at least technically. She didn't have a pulse, and she wasn't breathing." A muscle flickered in Frank's jaw. "A doctor who happened to be in the store gave her CPR. As of a few hours ago, it was still touch and go. But even if she lives, she's more than likely suffered brain damage."
Mia shuddered. "How far did the cart fall?"
"That walkway is four stories up, so about fifty feet."
"And the kids who did it? Do we have them?"
"So far, the only name we have is Manny Flores. That's the boy who tried to stop the other two." Frank pressed his fingers against his temples. "He became hysterical watching the doctor trying to revive her. They ended up having to call an ambulance for him too, and he had to be sedated. He's in Willow Grove, that mental hospital for kids, and right now they're saying he's not in any condition to answer questions. We're hoping to take the other two into custody soon. We're hearing they're around the same age as Manny—fifteen."
"At least that one kid was wearing a shirt with his name on the back," Mia observed. "That should help us find the other two."
"What?" Frank shot her a puzzled look.
"That football jersey with the number twelve. It looked like his name started with a B."
"Brady?" A near-smile flitted across Frank's face. "Haven't you heard of Tom Brady?"
Mia shook her head. Had she?
"Of the New England Patriots?" Frank rolled his eyes. "Remind me never to give you a case that revolves around football. There're people wearing that exact same jersey all over the country. I'm afraid it's not much of a clue."
"So where do I come in?" For a second Mia lost her focus on the case and flashed back to what had just happened in the courtroom, her terror when she felt something sharp press on her throat. Pushing the thought away, she leaned against Frank's cherrywood credenza to steady herself, taking care not to knock over any of the framed photos of his two kids. It was rumored that these photos were about as close as Frank ever came to actually seeing them. You had to make certain sacrifices if you wanted to be district attorney. And even more if you wanted to be reelected.
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Very good story and good to read, try it.
Seattle prosecutor Mia Quinn returns in fine form in "A Deadly Business". Juggling work and family life as a single parent is demanding, but things get near the breaking point when she gets a a haunting case where she must decide whether 3 teen boys should be tried as adults. At the same time learns that her deceased husband was hiding more secrets than she'd yet discovered. As Mia seeks answers, both to the cause of her husband's death and the case she's prosecuting, she soon finds that "uncovering the truth may hurt Mia in more ways than one". I enjoyed "A Deadly Business" just as much, if not more, than the first book in the Mia Quinn Mystery series! The action explodes from the first pages and doesn't let up until the harrowing conclusion. I am not exaggerating when I state that I couldn't step away from the book for more than a moment, and just had to sneak in one more chapter before returning to real life! Wiehl and Henry continue to be a top-notch writing team, with crisp and vivid writing that will leave your pulse racing. Although the authors weave together two story lines, that of Mia's private life involving her late husband, and her current case, they blend the worlds together extremely well and use the alternating plots to keep the story moving along at a break-neck pace. As Mia faces threats from every side, threats to make the wrong decision, fail as a parent, lose her job, or battle for her very life, readers will come to care deeply for this courageous character who stands for what is right. The characters are wonderfully developed, and the hint of romance developing between Mia and homicide detective Charlie & fellow lawyer Eli make for some intriguing, and entertaining, reading. Although the story is light on faith, Mia is clearly a character seeking to return to the roots of what she believes about God, all while doing the right thing along the way. Whether readers already follow God or are still seeking the truth, they will be held spellbound by "A Deadly Business" and the wonderful Mia who they will befriend through the pages. This book definitely ranks as one of my favourite suspense reads so far this year. 5 out of 5 stars! Book has been provided courtesy of the Booklook Bloggers review program. Available from your favorite book retailer from Thomas Nelson, a division of HarperCollins
A Deadly Business Lis Wiehl Book Summary: A prosecutor of violent criminals. A detective on a dangerous beat. When these two pros take on an off-the-books case, the line between professional and personal becomes perilously blurred. When a twenty-two-year-old convict walks into the courtroom, his eyes confirm what Mia Quinn already guesses: he blames her for his conviction. In seconds, he knocks her to the ground and holds a razor blade to her throat. While she manages to escape without injury, it's just one more reminder that Mia's job prosecuting Seattle's s most dangerous criminals is far from low risk. As a single mom, the last thing Mia wants is for her work to follow her home¬ – or discover that it already has. Now Detective Charlie Carlson is suggesting the very thing Mia doesn't want to believe—that her accountant husband’s deadly car accident was no accident at all. When Mia and Charlie encounter resistance to reopening the case, they take the investigation into their own hands. And they find much more than they bargained for. Was Mia's husband more than an accountant . . . and less than an honest man? As the truth becomes more shocking and the case grows more complex, her husband's killers take note of Mia . . . and her children. How far will this prosecutor go to learn the truth about her husband—and how far will she have to go to protect her family? Review: This is the first book I have read by Lis Wiehl. I loved the pace, story line and action. The page flew by. Mia was a sympathetic character along with being easy to like. She and Charlie make a great team. I thought the investigation to her latest case sad and very true for our times - the grocery cart being dropped on Tasmin’s while walking out of a store. It was so real and sad. I was on the edge of my seat throughout the book. It was a great mystery although I did catch on to who did it about half way through. The person who ordered the murder was a coin toss for me. I loved the compassion Mia has although not a hard core Christian message the living the Bible message out was distinct. I believe that more people today are Mia, Eli and Charlie than not. This is a great fast pace read with a lot of twists and turns filling the pages. I would like to thank BookLook Bloggers and Thomas Nelson 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.
Better than the first!!!
I loved the book and could not put it down. I am looking forward to the next book in the series.
Lis Wiehl writes another thrilling crime drama that kept me turning pages! A Deadly Business is the second installment in the Mia Quinn Series. I couldn't put it down! The plot is fast moving and kept me up reading late into the night! With twists and turns, Lis Wiehl will keep you guessing until the very end. It was nice catching up with Mia, Charlie, Eli, and Mia's children. As Mia struggles to find ground in her newly single life, shocking revelations about her past knock the ground out from under her. Charlie and Eli would love to pick up the pieces, but Mia's not ready yet. I'll be interested to see what comes from that "love triangle"! Mia is struggling to find her faith in this new reality she's been thrust into and she's finding it hard to trust. The aspect of the Christian faith was there, lurking in the background of Mia's choices and decisions, but I don't think she's come to terms with it yet. Overall, I was highly satisfied with this book and I can't wait to read the next one as the Mia story continues! **I received a complimentary copy of this book from the publisher through the BookLook blogging program in exchange for my honest review, which I have given.**
I liked the book,the characters, and the story line. It is intelligent, without being pretentious, and there is just enough romantic tension to keep it interesting. The characters are developing nicely, and I look forward to the next installment in this series.
Very good storyline with Mia.
Mia, a widow with 2 children, is a prosecutor for violent crimes. Scott, her husband, was a CPA who was killed in an apparent accident. After Mia's house alarm goes off (ending a hellish day), Charlie (a homicide detective) starts putting 2 and 2 together regarding the circumstance of Scott's death. Was it an accident, or was it murder? This book got my attention right off the bat. While some of the occurrences in the book were somewhat predictable (I may have rolled my eyes when Mia found a picture of Scott with another woman), I had to know how it all tied together. The ending of this book was different than the books I've read this summer. I had to slap my forehead for not figuring out a connection in the book, but that made it more interesting. This book had so much going on in it, occurrences that happened one right after another, that it was very hard to put it down. Often, if I come across typos or grammatically incorrect statements, it ruins the book for me. I saw none of that in this book, which made reading it that much more enjoyable. If you like a book that keeps you interested in it from cover-to-cover, as well as one that has a few surprises, then you would enjoy this book as much as I. BookLook Bloggers provided me with a complimentary copy of this book.
A special thank you to Thomas Nelson--FICTION and NetGalley for an ARC in exchange for an honest review. A DEADLY BUSINESS (Mia Quinn Mystery Series #2) by Lis Wiehl continues the suspense, after A MATTER OF TRUST (Mia Quinn Mystery #1) with Mia, a prosecutor in Seattle’s King County Violent Crimes Unit, while juggling the demands of single parenthood. Mia and her children, 14 yr-old Gabe and 3 yr-old Brooke, are still adjusting to the loss of her husband, Scott, an accountant who died in a car accident seven months ago. However, Detective Charlie Carlson wants to re-open the case, as he has reason to believe Scott’s death was not an accident. A compelling crime mystery---as the book opens, there is much drama, as a 22 yr-old convict walks into the courtroom, and knocks Mia to the ground, holding a razor blade to her throat (he blames her for his conviction). Her next order of business is to decide if three, 15 yr old boys, whose actions in a shopping cart case, resulted in severe injuries to a young mother-- should be charged as adults or juveniles. (all in a day’s work). As Mia becomes personally involved with this mother, and the case she faces, she is also dealing with the secrets of her husband, Scott. Did she even know this man? She and Charlie begin an investigation of their own. Piece by piece she is faced with his betrayal which involves the IRS, another woman, his clients, unethical accounting practices, jewelry store, and more colorful characters. As the truth becomes more shocking and the case grows more complex, her husband's killers are focused on Mia and her children. How far will this prosecutor go to learn the truth about her husband—and how far will she have to go to protect her family? I enjoyed reading the inspiration behind this story---the 2011 incident of two teens who threw a shopping cart from a walkway at a NYC shopping center, where a woman was shopping with her teen son (crushed by the cart dropped from four stories). When all was said and done, after weeks fighting for her life, the mother of two lost the use of her left eye and would require daily physical therapy. One of the most miraculous things about this story was that Marion found a way to forgive the two boys who changed her life with a senseless crime. In this case the two boys who dropped the shopping cart were charged as juveniles. This meant that the goal in sentencing was less about punishment and more about rehabilitating the two boys so that they could rejoin their community, make better decisions, and be more mindful of their actions. DEADLY BUSINESS, was a suspense thriller with well-developed characters. I look forward to reading the first book in the series to learn more about Mia-- She was a likable yet flawed character, who balances her work and family with humor and love, while juggling numerous obstacles and challenges. Her high profile career as a public prosecutor does not come easy, as is extremely demanding. The justice system is the arena for Mia’s work, yet she is often asking what justice is supposed to look, as she has to review punishment for wrongdoing, rehabilitation for criminals, and preventing future crimes. Also included at the end, an excerpt from SNAPSHOT, set in Fort Worth, Texas -- Sounds like a winner!
Mia Quinn’s life was on the line - both literally and figuratively. The defendant had a violent past and could turn mean at any minute. And now she needed to decide to try the three teens accused of dropping a shopping cart from three stories onto Tamsin Merritt as juveniles or as adults - the former leading to the possibility of rehabilitation, the latter to a lifetime of harsh treatment behind prison bars. Her decision might effect the re-election of her boss and, ultimately, the security of her job. More critical to the life of Mia’s family and life were the events that led to her husband’s death - or was it murder - a few months earlier. It began as a hunch - one that the county prosecutors did not want to follow - but the deeper Mia and her friends looked at the events surrounding the accident that evening it became clear that there was more to the story. It would not all be pretty, but it had to be told. These three events are the framework upon which Lis Wiehl builds her latest legal drama. Having spent much of her career working for the prosecutor’s office, the book has a sense of realism often lacking in more amateur attempts at writing within the genre. Over the last couple of years, I have looked forward to each new addition to my library from this author. I continue to do so. ______________ This review is based on a free electronic copy provided by the publisher for the purpose of creating this review. The opinions expressed are my own.
Only 2 pages in sample Why bother to offer a 2 page sample. That is not a sample, since the text was not included.
More of the enjoyable style of Lis Wiehl....love her characters and enjoy the unexpected twists and turns in her plots!
I always enjoy her books.
Okay. So i might be a little bias. I love Lis Wiehl's books. This was the sequel to the first book, A MATTER OF TRUTH. And i have to say, it is not common that sequels to books are better than the first books but this book won out. A DEADLY BUSINESS was one of those books that you just could not put down. Personally I am a slow reader and it only took me two days. It was fantastic. The characters were well developed and consistent with the first book, it has a beautiful plot, a great ending, and a wonderful feeling when you are done. I was also furious when I could not figure out the ending which is, may I say, is hard to do. I really really hope the series continues. I would suggest this book to anyone. ~/~ The Unorthodox Third