Port of Fear

by Sherry Derr-Wille

Overview

With her life threatened by a serial killer, Dani Karr ran to the only place she felt secure, Karr's Port. The retirement home that had belonged to her parents, sat in a secluded trailer park. There she could hide among the older residents and not have to face the inevitable. Hugh Anderson only wanted to get the new owner of Karr's Port to sell the trailer to him. He certainly didn't expect to become embroiled in a manhunt for the killer responsible for the only case he'd left unsolved when he left the Atlanta Police Force.

Product Details

ISBN-13:	9781593740306
Publisher:	Whiskey Creek Press
Publication date:	10/08/2015
Pages:	210
Product dimensions:	5.98(w) x 9.02(h) x 0.44(d)

About the Author

When Sherry Derr-Wille entered her Sophomore English Class her life changed. With the assignment to sit in the back of the room and write for a year, she fell in love and found her life's passion. Unfortunately, no one ever told her that at the end of the year the assignment was over. Now forty plus years later, she is still at it. With nineteen contracts to her credit, she is having more fun than ever. Although she is a wife, mother of three grown children and eight grandchildren, she is first and foremost a writer.
Sherry claims Wisconsin as her home and is looking forward to complete retirement so she can write more of the fun stories she so enjoys and spend quality time with her husband of forty years, Bob. The reformed travel agent spends her daytime hours as a mild mannered receptionist for the local Chrysler dealership and her evenings with her passion - her books.

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Chapter 1

The ringing of the bedside telephone jolted Hugh to full awareness. Its irritating noise echoed in his head, causing the pounding to increase. Somehow, the word 'hangover' didn't seem strong enough for the pain he experienced. The phone rang again and he groped for it, trying to find it without opening his eyes.

"Hello," he said, his voice raspy, his tongue too thick to form the word properly.

"Hugh, did I wake you up?" Betty Adams' voice greeted him.

"It's all right, Betty," he assured her. "Is something wrong?"

"Well, not really wrong, but somebody is staying at Al and Molly's place."

Hugh flopped back against the pillow. "I know, at least I know she's coming--the daughter, I mean. I thought she would be driving down. I guess I misunderstood."

"She drove in last night at seven-thirty. I saw--"