New York Times bestselling Allison Brennan's series featuring FBI Agent Lucy Kincaid continues as she finds herself on the trail of a serial killer in Nothing to Hide.
“BRENNAN [IS] A MASTER.”
With a background in psychology, FBI Agent Lucy Kincaid is good at getting into the heads of killers and victims both. Still, her latest case is leaving her stumped. A third body has turned up in San Antonio—and it bears the same unique and troubling M.O. as the first two. The killer is clearly trying to send a message. But what is it—and to whom? All roads keep leading Lucy down a dead end. . .
“CAN’T-PUT-IT-DOWN SUSPENSE.”—Fresh Fiction
The victims are all married men who led honest lives alongside their adoring wives, but have nothing else in common. When Lucy catches each widow in a lie, she realizes that things are not at all as they seem. What begins as a seemingly straightforward investigation turns into something far darker and more sinister than Lucy could have ever imagined. Can she solve this case before more lives are lost. . . including her own husband?
About the Author
Allison Brennan is the New York Times and USA Today bestselling author of over thirty novels, including the Max Revere Novels (Abandoned, Shattered) and the Lucy Kincaid Novels (Cut and Run, Nothing to Hide) She was nominated for Best Paperback Original Thriller by the International Thriller Writers and is a two-time winner of the Daphne du Maurier Award by Kiss of Death.
Married for more than a quarter of a century, Allison and her husband Dan raised five children. They recently relocated from California to Arizona with their two youngest where they are looking forward to baseball's Spring Training and exploring the Grand Canyon.
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FBI Agent Lucy Kincaid squatted next to the latest victim of a possible serial killer. The victim had been identified as thirty-four-year-old Julio Garcia, the head chef of a convention hotel in downtown San Antonio.
Beaten then shot in the face. Fast, efficient, brutal. It was a gruesome sight, but Lucy was used to violence.
"I can give you five minutes," senior crime scene investigator Ash Dominguez said. "Until Walker gives me the thumbs-up, this is still his crime scene."
Lucy bristled. Ash was doing her a big favor, but the entire situation would have been a whole lot easier if the sheriff's deputy investigator Jerry Walker didn't have a chip on his shoulder about the FBI. She honestly hadn't expected the pushback. The FBI office had a terrific working relationship with both the sheriff's office and SAPD, but from the beginning of this investigation Walker had made everything more difficult than it had to be.
Besides, he knew she was coming to the scene, it had already been cleared by their mutual bosses. That he'd slipped away irritated her, but she wasn't surprised. The sheriff asked the FBI to assist shortly after the second murder three weeks ago, and the criminal investigations unit sent their office copies of the reports. But Walker hadn't followed up or returned her calls. It was clear he didn't like working with federal agents, but he didn't have a choice. The orders had come from higher up, and the three murders were almost identical. That fact put these deaths in a whole new category.
Don't blow it.
Her boss SSA Rachel Vaughn hadn't actually said those exact words, but she had lamented that there was no one she could send with Lucy to the crime scene, which was now an official joint investigation.
"It's not that you aren't capable of running solo with this, Lucy, but you're still a rookie and it's a touchy situation. As soon as I can juggle the workload of another agent, you'll have a partner."
Lucy shouldn't need an FBI partner — Walker was supposed to be working with her. She'd reached out to him this morning when she'd learned about the third victim, yet he'd disappeared from the crime scene before she arrived.
She pushed aside interoffice bullshit and visually inspected Garcia's body. The smashed hands. The gunshot to his face. If the MO from the previous two held, the autopsy would reveal that he'd been hit in the stomach and groin by the same object that shattered the bones in his hands — likely a small sledgehammer or mallet. There were conflicting interpretations of the murders and Lucy couldn't say exactly what they were looking at. On the one hand it seemed personal; on the other, sexual. Yet again, an act of revenge or retribution. Or even possibly a thrill killing, because the victims were beaten before they were murdered. In fact, they couldn't even confirm that the killer worked alone — each victim was a physically fit male with minimal or no defensive wounds.
The attention the killer paid to smashing his victim's hands suggested a thief, that the victims had taken something from the killer. But so far — at least between the first two victims — there was absolutely no connection that law enforcement could find.
This was the type of crime Lucy had the most experience with: violent. What that said about her, she didn't know — other than she was good at getting into the heads of both killers and victims.
Ash said, "It's not pretty."
"I read your other reports," she said. "Does this victim present the same way?"
"Damn near identical. The killer got up close and personal — several blows to the torso and groin, possibly one to the back of the head. Possible Taser burn on the victim's shirt" — he gestured — "but it was a contact stun, no cartridge and no confetti."
Virtually all personal Tasers now have AFID confetti to track to the owner. That put the killer in the smart category. Smart and confident.
But why the stun? It hurt like hell, but wouldn't keep the victim down. Was it before or after the initial blow? Had the victim tried to get up? Fought for the weapon so the killer used the jolt to stun him long enough to retrieve another weapon?
Except ... there was little sign of a struggle. The victim had been found only a dozen feet from his car.
Ash said, "For some reason, the victim pulled over into this parking lot. He got out of his car, left his phone and keys. Then he was attacked. Though no way we can confirm this without an autopsy, he was likely attacked from behind because there don't appear to be any defensive wounds on his arms. Then whack, whack, whack, the killer used a blunt object similar to the first two murders. I should be able to confirm once I get trace from the autopsy. If it's consistent, I'm leaning toward a steel mallet with a diameter of between two and a half and three inches, but I can't tell you exactly what yet."
"It's unusual that the focus was on his hands," Lucy said. Extremely odd. "The groin suggests sexual, but the victims were all fully clothed, and the genitals weren't mutilated."
Ash shivered. "I don't know about you, but getting hit in the balls with a hammer would hurt like hell." He squatted across the body from Lucy. "You know, getting hit in the balls would bring most guys to their knees. Maybe that was the first hit. There just doesn't seem to be any reason. Nothing taken, no message, no purpose."
"You sound like a cop now," Lucy said. "And there's always a purpose. We just don't know why yet."
She swatted flies from the body and looked closely at the mouth, unable to avoid seeing the brain matter and blood from the close-range gunshot in the face. In the previous murders duct-tape residue had been found on and around the victim's mouth, but no tape was found at either scene. The killer had taken it with him, likely to avoid it being traced back to him. Tape is a terrific medium to obtain prints, trace evidence, or DNA. Here she could make out the rawness on the skin from the tape being pulled off. If they could find the tape — was it a souvenir? Did the killer dispose of it between the crime scene and his home? Destroy it? Why duct-tape the mouth at all? The kills had been quick. Not as efficient as they could have been — but was that part of the thrill? To beat a man down, then shoot him?
The killer was smart. Ruthless. Purposeful. Because even though these victims appeared random, there was a purpose. Killers almost always had a reason.
Once Lucy figured out how the victims connected, the motive would be clear, she was certain of it. And if the killer was truly a serial murderer, there would be a connection. While the victims might seem random, there would be a commonality that made sense to the killer. She couldn't shake the feeling that this was retribution, which meant the killer may be done when he finished with his list. Who was on it? People who had done him wrong? Hurt him emotionally or physically? If that was the case, these three men would certainly be connected — even if it was long ago. Even if they hadn't communicated in years.
Ash jumped up. "Hey, Jerry."
Jerry said in a deep southern baritone, "Far as I know, this is still my crime scene."
Lucy slowly rose from her squat and turned to face BCSO investigator Jerry Walker. They hadn't met — he had been avoiding her calls — and she assessed him. Tall, broad-shouldered, all around a big guy, though not excessively overweight. Late forties, maybe fifty. He wore jeans and a white polo shirt with a sheriff's patch on the breast, his badge clipped to his belt next to his sidearm. But it was his well-worn black hat that stood out. He looked like he came from another era. The era where cops hated feds.
"Investigator Walker," Lucy said. "I've been trying to reach you. I'm Special Agent Lucy Kincaid."
"I've been working, ma'am. No time for chitchat."
She bit back a response that would have gotten her in trouble. Before she could form a more diplomatic comment, Walker continued. "Ashley, the coroner said he was ready to move the body twenty minutes ago but you told him to wait. It's not getting any cooler out here."
"Jeez, Jerry, call me Ash," he said.
"Nothing wrong with Ashley. Good southern name."
Ash rolled his eyes. "Maybe during the Civil War," he mumbled. He glanced at Lucy.
Walker noticed the look. "It's not her call, not yet at any rate," he said. "Agent Kincaid is simply assisting in this investigation."
Lucy could see Ash's wheels turning. He probably regretted letting her get close to the victim — except that she was authorized to work this case.
"Now, ma'am," Walker continued, "let's let the good folks from our crime scene unit take care of this poor guy, and we'll establish some ground rules."
She wanted to play nice — she had to play nice — and though Walker's tone was easygoing, his words were not. She'd been lucky in her career that most local law enforcement she worked with didn't have a problem with the FBI, and up until now she hadn't had any animosity from San Antonio LEOs. She'd learned from her sister-in-law who'd been an agent for nearly twenty years that such camaraderie hadn't always been the case, but in her time both working with her training partner in Washington, DC, and then here in San Antonio, she'd made many friends among local police. She really hoped she was wrong about Walker, but she felt like she was under a microscope.
She nodded curtly and forced a smile. "Ground rules."
He grinned back, though it didn't reach his eyes, then motioned for her to walk in front of him toward the staging area. She took a last look at the deceased. Julio Garcia. Early thirties, married, had the best part of his life ahead of him. Did he have kids? Had the killer left not only a widow but an orphan? She would find out why his life was cut short so tragically. While Walker flexed his authority, she wouldn't be chased away.
Though autumn officially started tomorrow and the worst of the summer heat was over, it was still uncomfortable at ten in the morning and she was hot and now irritable. She walked to the staging area with Detective Walker.
"Deputies," he said to the two first responders, "if you'd be so kind as to finish the canvass. Check for surveillance videos on the highway, if anyone heard or saw anything. I'm right sure the gas station a mile down the road has one, though it would be sheer luck if it caught cars passing on the street, or if our killer or victim stopped there. No neighbors in the area, but check the closest homes for what they saw and heard last night between eleven p.m. and three in the morning."
"We're on it, Jerry."
He waited until they left, then turned back to Lucy. "I understand you're a rookie."
She bristled. "Yes, I'll be here two years come January."
"I've been a Bexar County deputy for twenty-three years, and an investigator for the criminal division for more than half that time. I'll tell you this, every time the feds have gotten involved in one of my cases, they've screwed it up. I said as much to your boss. To be fair, I've only had to work directly with your people twice over the years, so I'm going to give you the benefit of the doubt. And the sheriff has a good working relationship with you folks and I know he asked your boss personally to send someone in to assist. He wants me to play nice. It's not my decision, but I will live with it. However, just to be clear, our respective bosses agreed that I'm the lead. I don't want any misunderstanding about that, so if you have a problem taking direction, tell me now. Save us both time and headache."
Lucy bit back her first sharp remark and said, "I have no problem taking direction, Investigator Walker, as long as you have no problem taking my assistance. I have a master's degree in criminal psychology, and have worked multiple serial killer cases."
"Psychology," he said with a hearty laugh. "Might as well consult a psychic to find out who killed these men."
"With all due respect, the FBI's Behavioral Science Unit has established clear guidelines based on evidence, victimology, and psychology to help narrow the suspect field."
He looked humored. "And what does your crystal ball tell you?"
Don't react. Stay professional. "I've read the autopsy reports, viewed the crime scene photos and reports, and read the case notes. I'm up to speed, except on one thing: witness statements."
"No witnesses. Each of the victims was killed at night in a remote area like this." He waved his hand around them. They were in the middle of a county park.
"I meant, the wives of the first two victims, the friends, neighbors, colleagues. Your notes were minimal." She shouldn't have said that, but she didn't backtrack. His notes had been basic. Just facts that the women knew about the days leading up to the murders of their husbands. When they left the house, what they were doing, when they planned to return. No known enemies. Ditto from their employers and colleagues. Nothing substantive, and she had more questions. "After reflection, the spouses may remember something else. These men got on the killer's radar somehow, and when we figure out how we'll know more. Plus, I want to go deeper into possible connections between the victims."
"They aren't connected, Agent Kincaid. It may surprise you, but I'm good at my job." He looked her up and down. "You have less than two years as an agent. And you're too young to have come from local law enforcement or the military."
"I don't think age has anything to do with competence."
"But it has everything to do with experience."
"Is your problem with me that I'm young or that I'm a federal agent?"
"Both, ma'am. Like I said, the feds I've worked with mucked up my cases and I have a long memory. But I'm willing to give you a shot."
"Sounds like I already have two strikes against me."
"I'm a man of my word, Agent Kincaid."
She sincerely hoped he was, because she was really tired of games and jumping through hoops with people who were supposed to be on her side — the side of justice.
"Then let me into this investigation. Don't push me aside as if I don't have anything to contribute."
"Well, you can repeat all the groundwork if you want, but I have dug around into the backgrounds of the first two victims and there is no connection between them — and no connection between their wives. Sometimes a crime is exactly what it seems to be: random."
"This killer has a reason."
"Could be he's getting his rocks off. Having fun."
"He picked these victims specifically. Knew they would be alone. Had the tools with him — stun gun, duct tape, hammer. Premeditated."
He nodded. "Yes, I'll give you that."
"He didn't stumble upon them and decide to kill them. He picked them out. Maybe initially at random, but he stalked them and knew when they would be alone. Knew their routine, and how to best approach them. He's smart; first two crime scenes we have no trace evidence to lead us to the killer. No prints, no DNA, no tire prints from another vehicle. I don't think that it was sheer luck that there were no security cameras at any of the crime scenes. Even the golf course where the second victim was killed, the security cameras were pointed toward the entrance, not the parking lot. I think the killer knew."
For the first time, Walker looked at her as if she had a brain. That angered her and relieved her.
More flies with honey.
She almost smiled when her brother Dillon's wise words popped into her head. She'd use the honey as long as it worked, but she wasn't going to be demoralized or dismissed.
"I pretty much came to the same conclusion, especially since the only thing Billy Joe Standish and Steven James had in common was that they were married, white, and under forty. And now Julio Garcia throws race out the window. He's Hispanic. They weren't even all born in Texas. Standish and Garcia are both from the San Antonio area — I did a quick run on him when we ID'd him — and James is from California, relocating here eight years ago to take a position with a large accountancy corporation. Standish is blue collar — in construction — and travels to find work. James is wealthy, works a white-collar job. Garcia was a chef, worked himself up from prep work to running the catering kitchen at a busy hotel."
"What about where they live? Go to church? School? Where their wives work? Truly random victims are rare. Men as victims of a serial killer are rare. Something connects them, maybe even a location where the killer picked up their scent. Or the killer knows all these victims and is killing them in an act of retribution."
"I base my conclusions on evidence, little lady. Facts."
She didn't comment; she wasn't going to take the bait.(Continues…)
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This book gives us two unique story lines in one to keep us guessing how they will marry up in the end. As the law enforcement agencies work together to stop a serial killer, a group of young men learn to count on each other for support. Both story lines will keep you reading to find their solutions. This was a very good book with well written characters and lots of suspense built into the stories. I've read Allison Brennan books before and will keep looking for them when choosing my next read.
The ending was a little unreal.
Allison Brennan brings Lucy Kincaid back for another mystery this time a serial killers needing to be stopped. The characters are real, progress and grow as the series continues. Each characters readers will be able to relate wanting to love, protect and stand beside. The mystery has it twist and turns that readers have come to expect from Allison Brennan. The author has the gift to bring readers into her world never letting go until they have finished ever last word. The book can be read as a stand a lone for those who have just discovered Allison Brennan. Thank you to Netgally and the publisher Minotaur Books for the advance copy Allison Brennan Nothing to Hide
FBI Agent Lucy Kincaid is working with County Investigator Jerry Walker on a serial killer case in Nothing to Hide. Unfortunately, Jerry has a distrust of FBI psychological profiles due to an earlier case. The victims seem to have nothing in common besides being male, under 40 and married. The murder method is identical. Each victim stops while driving home at night, is tased, beaten including crushed hands, and finally shot in the head. The entire crime takes less than five minutes. Concurrently, Lucy’s stepson, Jesse, is sucked into a situation while trying to help a friend. To resolve this issue, Lucy and her husband Sean must improve their communication and parenting skills. I love police procedurals. I enjoyed the interactions between skeptical Jerry and thinker Lucy while they were investigating the serial killer case. However, my interest was not held by the family drama portion of the book. This issue was probably caused by my lack of reading any earlier entry in this now fifteen book series. For series readers, Nothing to Hide probably will rate 4.5 stars. For others, who like me are jumping in here, this book rates 3.5 stars. It is definitely worth reading for the twisty mystery of the killer’s identity and motive. The writing style is fluid. The characters are well-written. Overall, the book rates 4 stars. Thanks to Minotaur Books and NetGalley for a copy in exchange for my honest review.
Nothing to Hide by Allison Brennan Lucy Kincaid #15 As I began to read this book I thought I had read about Lucy Kincaid before and then something I read in this book reminded me I had read of her capture and horrible experience at the hands of a sadistic man and more. I loved that book, though it was not easy to read, and realized that as this is book 15 and the last one I read in the series was book two...I have missed a LOT of Lucy’s life stories and cases. Andy you know what? I didn’t need to read the books in the middle for this book to make perfect sense. I now need to find out where I can pick up the books I have missed and make sure to read them! This book starts with Lucy at a murder sight checking the body where it lies. She has been asked to assist the local detective, Jerry Walker, in determining who the serial murderer of three (so far) men might be. There is a lot of detecting, interviewing, brain storming, discussion and police procedure that takes place with discussion of evidence, recreation of the murders and a bit of friction between Jerry and Lucy when she wants to call in the FBI for a profile of the murderer. In addition to finding the murderer there is a second thread to this book that has to do with some orphan boys that Jesse, Lucy’s stepson, has befriended. There seems to be a back story about the boys and about Jesse that I would love to read. Anyway, I usually read the end of books first but managed not to this time and have to say it took me a LONG time to figure out who the baddie was. Even when I was beginning to tweak to who it might be I wasn’t sure if it was this one or that one and guessed wrong at first. So...good job Ms Brennan! Did I like this book? Definitely Will I read more in this series? As soon as I can! Thank you to NetGalley and SMP-Minotaur for the ARC – This is my honest review. 5 Stars
Can you keep your family safe? FBI Agent Lucy Kincaid worries about her stepson Jesse after all the trauma that he has been through the last year. Her husband Sean is trying to hold it all together as he blames himself for not keeping him and his ex-wife safe. Lucy knows that she can't push and that things will hopefully work themselves out. She has just been given a new case a young father has been gunned down and the crime scene isn't giving up any clues and the sheriff's deputy that she is meant to be working with just isn't interested in her at all. She is a good agent and she knows that if they work together they just might catch the killer before they strike again. Deputy Sheriff Jerry Walker wants nothing to do with the FBI he had a case go really bad and he knows that they will try and take over the cases. So how does he make sure that doesn't happen? This is the 3rd victim and Lucy knows that they are all related but they just can't seem to find the link. They didn't hang out at the same places, all worked different jobs and lived different lives. So why did the killer chose them? Sean knows that something is happening with Jesse and his friends at the home but Jesse isn't willing to open up and he has no idea what he can do to change that. So he leaves it for now but he needs to find out what is happening as his son doesn't usually tell lies. Jesse knows that he & his friends are in over their heads but they don't want to bring anyone else into this mess but when will they realize that they need help? Lucy knows that the clues are leading them to one person but what is their motive? Will she & Jerry bring the killer to justice before more people land up dead? Will Jesse ask for help before it is too late? A good read. I was lucky enough to receive a copy via Netgalley & the publishing house in exchange for my honest review.
Lucy Kincaid never disappoints and neither does Allison Brennan with a wonderful new addition to the FBI Agent Lucy Kincaid series. Lucy and Sheriff Deputy Investigator Jerry Walker are investigating two bodies that have been killed in the same unusual manner. Then a third body is killed the same way. The men all led normal lives, married, children with no obvious motive for their murders. Jerry is not happy that Lucy has been assigned to work with him, not because she is female, but because she is FBI. As they continue to question the families of the victims, there is no obvious connection between the men. Do they have a stone-cold psychopath killing just for the pleasure of getting away with murder? At the same time Sean, Lucy’s husband, is still dealing with his son, Jesse, and the trauma that he suffered when his mother was killed. While Lucy is able to use Sean’s assistance and perspective on the cases, the sheriff’s department and FBI work overtime processing what few clues they have. Ms. Brennan is a master at suspense and weaves a complicated and thoroughly entertaining mystery. I received an advance review copy at no cost and without obligation for an honest review. (by paytonpuppy)
This book is like watching Criminal Minds but with more information. You don't have to read the previous books to enjoy this one, though those are good books too. Lucy has such a sharp mind and that shows in her work of catching the bad guys. In this book she is working with an investigator who doesn't like the FBI because they screwed up a case many years ago. The case has random guys dying and not knowing what links they all together. We follow Lucy and Jerry as they hunt down this killer. During all this Sean and Jesse have problems of their own. *I received a free copy of this book via the NetGalley and am voluntarily leaving a review.*
Action packed,edge of your seat suspense! This series just gets better with every book.Lucy is up against a serial killer and her own partner. He has been burned by the FBI before and wants her help.Sean is trying to deal with guilt he feels from not keeping his ex safe.Jesse is trying to help a friend from making a huge mistake. Just when you think you know who the killer is your thrown a curve ball and your totally wrong. Wickedly Twisted!!! Thanks to NetGalley and St Martin's Press for providing me a copy of NOTHING TO HIDE by Allison Brennan in exchange for my honest review.
4.5 Stars For those readers who have read any part of the Lucy Kincaid series, you will really enjoy this one. For those who haven't, don't let the number of books in this series deter you. This works easily as a stand alone. It will probably whet your appetite to go back to the beginning ... it's well worth it. FBI Agent Lucy Kincaid is working with the local police in San Antonio on a case that completely has her baffled. Three bodies have been found ... no DNA .. no clues ... no evidence .... nothing ... nada. The only commonality among these men, other than the way they were killed, is that they are all married, seemingly happy. They all have responsible jobs, nothing in their backgrounds indicate anything criminal. They don't share churches, grocery stores, laundries, etc. What begins as a seemingly straightforward investigation turns into something far darker and more sinister than Lucy could have ever imagined. On the personal side, her stepson finds himself in harm's way when he tries to help a friend. The friend's brother is head of a drug gang, just out of prison, and wants his younger brother to join him. But there's also the initiation to get through ........... The story premise is a really good one. I got totally involved in the investigation, watching how Lucy takes every opportunity to question not only potential suspects, but her own instincts, as well. I like how the characters interacted .... Lucy and the local police who has no use for the FBI.... and then there's Lucy's relative new family .... a husband and a teenage stepson. All are finely drawn and credible. Prepare for lots of action in this page-turning crime fiction / police procedural. Extremely well-written, this will keep you riveted from the very first page. Many thanks to the author / St. Martin's Press Minotaur Books / Netgalley for the advanced digital copy. Opinions expressed here are unbiased and entirely my own.