Miss Murder

I can't see pictures in my mind. I've never been able to.

So when mysterious manuscripts started arriving at my door-perfectly crafted thrillers that turned me into the bestselling "Miss Murder"-I didn't question the gift. I just published them and watched the money roll in. Money I desperately needed to keep my dying mother alive.

But when a grieving woman pounds on my door, screaming that my latest book matches her son's murder down to the smallest detail, my perfect lie begins to unravel.

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