The Blue Journal: A Detective Anthony Walker Novel

The Blue Journal: A Detective Anthony Walker Novel

by L.T. Graham

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ISBN-13: 9781633880603
Publisher: Prometheus Books
Publication date: 01/06/2015
Pages: 367
Product dimensions: 5.50(w) x 8.20(h) x 1.10(d)

About the Author

L. T. Graham is the pen name of a New England-based suspense writer who is the author of several novels. Graham is currently at work on the next Detective Anthony Walker novel.

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The Blue Journal

A Detective Anthony Walker Novel


By L. T. Graham

Prometheus Books

Copyright © 2015 L. T. Graham
All rights reserved.
ISBN: 978-1-63388-061-0


CHAPTER 1

There was no reason for Elizabeth Knoebel to suspect that this was going to be the last day of her life.

It was a radiant autumn afternoon. The trees and plantings that surrounded her spacious home were awash in sunlight. Inside all was quiet. She was alone in her comfortable den, holding a glass of wine, working on the memoir that had come to consume her over the past several months.

She stopped typing and stared at the screen. Odd, it occurred to her, that she was more at ease contemplating her personal history this way, rather than sharing secrets with a confidant, a friend, or even one of her lovers. Odder still was the perverse satisfaction she felt from knowing that someday she would reveal all of this to her husband—and that she would revel in the pain it would cause him.

That last idea filled her with a strange mix of amusement and loathing, driving her back to the keyboard. She leaned forward, placed her wine glass on the desk and prepared to add something to the scene she had begun yesterday. She typed:

The next time we met he arranged for a luxurious suite in a downtown hotel. When we arrived, he poured us each a drink from the bar, led me into the bedroom, then took me in his arms and kissed me, our mouths wet and sweet.

As he began to undress me I offered no resistance. He said very little, nor did I. He lifted my dress above my head and draped it over the back of an armchair. Then he turned and took my hands in his. I stood there in my high heels, bra, and panties.

"You are so beautiful," he said and kissed me on the neck. Then he led me to the bed where we sat on the edge and embraced, engaging in another moist, hot kiss.

He felt the soft shape of my breasts, then took his time removing my bra. When he tossed it to the floor I kicked off my shoes and laid back, stretching across the soft duvet cover. He unbuttoned his shirt and pulled it off, then kneeled beside me, reaching down, now taking hold of my breasts with both hands. He massaged me with great tenderness, then leaned forward and began gently sucking my nipples. I moaned appreciatively in response.

I reached out to unbuckle his belt and pull down his fly, urging him to finish undressing, then felt inside for him. He was already hard.

He finished undressing and we lay on our sides, facing each other. I still had on my panties. He was naked. We kissed again, then he took my ass in both hands and pulled me to him. His tongue meandered its way up and down my neck and tickled my ear, then entered my eager mouth as our bodies pressed together. He slid my panties off, then turned so that his head was between my legs. He covered me with his mouth, his tongue flicking at my moist pussy, his hand pressing down on my pubis. I took hold of him, gently stroking his shaft with one hand, exploring beneath it with the other.

I was already wet, and I groaned with pleasure as he licked me, sometimes quickly, sometimes slowly. His fingers began searching inside me, and from behind as well. He stopped for an instant to tell me that I was delicious and, when his tongue resumed its path up and down my damp opening, my entire body tensed and I cried out. Then I grabbed for him, urging him to climb atop me, and he did.

Even as he had prepared me for the moment, he penetrated me slowly. Even with the lubrication of my own juices, he was careful and attentive. Then, in a final push, he was inside and I forced a gasp of delight. I moved with him, rocked with him as his thrusts grew faster and faster, then uttered a throaty shriek, my back arched, and he exploded inside me and we found ourselves side by side again, still in each other's arms.


* * *

In the end, the greatest aphrodisiac for a man is the pleasure he thinks he has given his partner. This is the way to own him, to invade his thoughts and control his desire—simply convince him that he is your greatest lover. To be sure, there are other factors in every relationship. But in the rites of sex, you must make him believe that you have never, and will never, achieve ecstasy the way you can with him. You must persuade him that you live for the pleasure only he is able to give you.

His ego will be nurtured, his sense of self-importance fulfilled, and his craving for sexual dominance will be tied to you and the way he makes you feel.

And then, ironically, he will be yours.


Elizabeth pushed away from the laptop, rose from her chair, and picked up her glass. A full-length mirror, framed in polished brass, stood in the corner of the room. She turned away from the computer and slowly scanned her reflection. She studied her fine features, intense eyes, dark complexion, rich full lips and thick auburn hair. She looked herself over as if searching for something familiar that had once been there but could no longer be found. Her face was still young, although informed by a bitterness she refused to see. She was approaching forty, and it seemed all that she valued in herself was what remained of her physical beauty.

She placed her wine glass on a side table. Dressed only in a blue satin robe, she held it open, then shrugged slightly, encouraging the sleek fabric to slide from her shoulders and float slowly to the floor. A gust of cool air wafted in through an open window, caressing her skin as she studied her naked figure, admired the fullness of her bosom, the curves of her womanly hips, the dark texture of the narrow line of manicured hair that gave musky focus to the smooth flesh between her legs. She held her breasts in her hands, then ran her palms roughly across her nipples until they hardened. She was pleased as she watched herself in the looking glass, but this wasn't enough.

She suddenly uttered a hollow, mirthless laugh that resonated beyond the confines of the small room, carrying through the open window and piercing the quiet outside.

Her murderer, standing beside a large oak at the near edge of her property, flinched at the familiar sound.


Elizabeth's home was set amidst proud old maples and stately oaks, a large stone Tudor with leaded glass windows and an imposing slate roof. It was not actually her home, as Stanley would be quick to remind her—he had bought and paid for it, just as he had paid for all of the other extravagances she enjoyed as his wife. Elizabeth would never voice a response when he launched into these tirades about possessions and entitlements and rights. After all, Stanley did not give her everything she wanted, but he certainly provided her comfort. And comfort was important to Elizabeth.

Stanley was working at the hospital in New York today, as he was on most weekdays, performing surgery. He told her that he would be staying overnight in their New York City apartment, leaving Elizabeth to amuse herself.

Amusing herself was Elizabeth's favorite pastime.

This afternoon she would indulge in the ultimate humiliation of her cold and disapproving husband. In an act even more degrading to him than merely giving herself to someone else, Elizabeth would have one of her lovers in her home. Stanley's home.

She thought of how she might taunt her husband with the details of this latest infidelity. The thought amused her, excited her, but did not make her happy.

She picked up her robe and headed upstairs.


In the bedroom, Elizabeth sat at the dressing table facing another mirror. She was fond of mirrors. This time she regarded herself with the vacant stare of a stranger. Noticing the scratch marks on her neck, she absently touched them, then picked up a brush and began running it slowly through her thick hair.

When she heard the front door open and then close downstairs, it only vaguely occurred to her that he had arrived early. She listened as the footsteps faintly echoed through the quiet, as if real life were suddenly intruding upon her fantasies. She had told him he should let himself in, that she would be alone, but she wondered for a moment why he had not called out her name. She did not trouble herself about it. Instead, she placed the brush on the table, rose from the cushioned bench, and walked to her bed.

Champagne was chilling in an ice-filled bucket on her nightstand. She twirled the bottle once, then fluffed up the pillows against the mahogany headboard and climbed between the sheets, pulling the comforter over her naked legs. She waited, listening to the sound of muted footsteps as they made their way up the carpeted stairs.

When the door to her bedroom slowly swung open she did not conceal her surprise. "What are you doing here?" Elizabeth demanded.

At first no answer was given, then, "Under the circumstances, don't you think I should be the one asking the questions."

"Don't be a fool," she replied. "I want you to leave right now."

The murderer strode slowly into the room without speaking.

"What are you doing here?" Elizabeth asked a second time.

Again, there was no response.

"Don't be tiresome," Elizabeth said with growing anger. "I want you out of here. Right now!"

"You've done so much damage, Elizabeth. Far too much. It's time to put an end to all this."

She forced a laugh. "What damage have I done?"

"You asked me not to be tiresome. Please don't play the fool, it doesn't become you."

"What do you want?"

"I told you, I'm going to end all this."

Elizabeth responded with a disgusted look. "Get out," she said.

Only then did the murderer raise the gun for her to see.

Shock turned to fear, then almost at once to defiance. "Put that away," Elizabeth said.

There was a momentary hesitation followed by a grim smile. "I can't," the murderer replied.

"Is that the best you can do? 'You can't'?"

The murderer moved closer, staring down at Elizabeth, not speaking.

"You want to frighten me, is that it?"

"No. I already know that frightening you won't be enough. By tomorrow you'll be back to the same games, the same destructive behavior. No, I've come here to kill you."

"Don't be absurd," Elizabeth said, doing her best not to sound scared. "Put that gun away."

"I told you, I can't. I can't allow this to go on."

"Allow what to go on?"

"You."

It seemed there should be something else to say, but for a moment neither of them spoke. Then Elizabeth raised her hand as if to wave all of this away as some nonsensical raving. "You take everything too seriously. I've told you that before. Put that away so we can talk."

"Talking is done." With that said, the murderer moved to the edge of the bed and yanked back the sheets to expose Elizabeth's naked form. "This is all it's about for you, isn't it?" the murderer said, then raised the gun and pointed it at the side of Elizabeth's head.

"You're so pathetic," Elizabeth replied.

Then it was over.


(Continues...)

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The Blue Journal: A Detective Anthony Walker Novel 4.6 out of 5 based on 0 ratings. 11 reviews.
DDBean More than 1 year ago
Wow what a great mystery/thriller. I can honestly say that this is one book that I did not figure out who the killer was before the author did the big reveal. My opinion on who it was jumped back and forth throughout the whole book and boy was I way off. I found myself laughing at the group sessions as they were very easy to imagine.  This is a great book and I now wish that I owned every book from this author. L. T. Graham was able to bring the characters to life so that they could be any person walking down the street. I did not feel like the story veered off course and I did not get bored while reading the story. That is always a big plus for me. I give this book 5 stars because I have not enjoyed a book this much in a long time. Most books I can easily figure out the plot and get bored before I finish the book, not so with this one. 
carol223CS More than 1 year ago
LT Graham's The Blue Journal Plenty of mystery, vivid characters, unexpected turns with tons of colorful suspects will keep you guessing until the very end. The murdered victim is a member of the local social elite who is in a therapy group for couples which she uses to find herself sexual partners. The victim keeps a journal of all her sexual experiences. She describes how she meets her partners, how she seduces them and her journal’s sexual exploits includes quite a few men and women in town. Now this blue journal becomes the center of the investigation. Anthony Walker, a former NYPD member is now a detective of the Darien PD in Connecticut. He is assigned the case since it is unusual for this area to have such a violent, complex situation. Randi Conway, a local psychotherapist was seeing all the therapy group couples either individually or in group therapy. The journal seems to indicate that someone Randi was treating is the murderer. But who? The husband? one of the scorned lovers, a jealous wife or someone not directly related to the groups. Thank you to Word Slinger Publicity for this eBook. My opinion is my own.
Xkoqueen More than 1 year ago
Saucy Murder Mystery I received a complimentary copy of this book in exchange for an honest review. The Blue Journal by L.T. Graham is a sexually-charged murder mystery. It is part police-procedural mystery and part erotic diary. L.T. Graham is the pen name of an established suspense writer. The Blue Journal is told primarily from the point of view of Detective Anthony Walker. He’s a transplanted from the NYPD to a small town in Connecticut. The murder victim’s electronic diary/book chapters break-up the police procedural and provide segues to investigation of the various suspects. Interspersed with these are chapters on how a local psychologist/marriage therapist, Dr. Randi Conway, is intricately involved with the murder victim and the suspects. There is a sense of menace whenever the story turns to Dr. Conway. She is an unwitting link between victim, suspect and the police. There is quite a lot going on in this book, but the complexity makes it more interesting. Murder victim, Elizabeth Knoebel, is not a nice person nor is she well liked. Her journal entries are sexually explicit, and they spell out the extent of her underhanded manipulation of everyone around her. Every move she makes is part of her game. Sadly for her, someone got tired of her game and ended it rather permanently. Sadly for the reader, just about everyone in the book is a suspect. One of the police characters says, “…we’ve got too many damned suspects”, and I must concur. The most likely suspects are thoroughly investigated, and not too many of them are crossed off Detective Walker’s list until close to the end of the story. There are twists and turns and red herrings, but I was able to figure out the murderer well before the end of the book. The main characters, Randi Conway and Anthony Walker, are developed as they get to know one another. The secondary characters are developed as they are investigated by the police. Readers have a clear picture of everyone who is tangentially involved in the mystery. The plot is evenly paced with a sense of dread and foreboding throughout. Detective Walker’s poker face and solid sleuthing eventually solve this small town murder. I am looking forward to L.T. Graham’s next Detective Walker murder mystery! ***Review has been done in conjunction with Nerd Girl Official.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Blue Journal by L T Graham Blue Journal is a sexy murder mystery book that had a twist at the end that was not expected. This book is about solving the murder with the help of a journal that most people did not know existed. This journal had the possibility of turning lives upside down, breaking careers and marriages. The murder victim and the entire storyline moves along the line with the journal and how the victim treated people and who was in the journal and for what. The ending however is something that is shocking and makes the book worth reading the small slow sections. As I got this book and was looking it over the cover stood out as it did not look to be a journal instead it looks to be a bed sheet. It was not until I read the book that I understood exactly why the cover would be a sheet when it was called Blue Journal. On my rating scale I am giving this book a 4/5. PERSONAL NOTE **MAY CONTAIN SPOILER** As I was reading this book I was thinking that the victim reminds me of a selfish spoiled bully. I know a few of those in my life and hate to say have even wished a few of them dead at the time. They can be cruel. I  do know that no matter how bad it got for me I could never kill another person (even at the time I would be wishing they would curl up under a rock).  Got a free copy for a review.
KEC200 More than 1 year ago
This book has it all!  Murder, sex, power, romance, intrigue!  An affluent wife named Elizabeth Knoebel in CT is found shot in the head  in her bed naked.  There is no evidence of robbery or sexual assault.  The wife is part of a therapy group for unhappy wives.  Most of  these women's husbands are in a similar group with the same female therapist, Randi Conway.  When it is learned that Elizabeth was  writing a book chronicalling her sexual exploits with various men and women suddenly everyone in these therapy groups are suspects.   Det. Walker is handed the case and he has to tread lightly because he's the hired help and most of the suspects are upper society  with connections.  It's a very interesting plot and it keeps you guessing until the end.  I really liked Det. Walker and Dr. Conway and hope they return in other stories.  
Francine1440 More than 1 year ago
The Blue Journal is an erotic mystery that centers around the murder of Elizabeth Knoebel, a member of high society who is unhappily married to a respected surgeon and has a few lovers, both male and female, on the side. She isn’t the most pleasant woman and uses group therapy to humiliate other affluent wives, some of whom have husbands she is sleeping with. To add to her nastiness she is keeping an explicit journal about her sexual exploits. The question Detective Anthony Walker is trying to answer is who of all Elizabeth’s numerous enemies hated her enough to commit murder. The author, L.T. Graham, fleshes out each character in a way which makes them seem realistic, exploring everyone’s lives and their secrets yet never giving away who the killer is until the end of the book. The main character, Detective Walker, is likeable as well as believable. The erotic parts of the book, Elizabeth’s journal, are explicit yet tastefully written. The story kept my interest, wasn’t confusing even though there are many characters, and gave a satisfying ending. I read The Blue Journal on my ereader and the editing and formatting worked well. The cover, in my opinion, was enticing for the subject matter and had a tasteful yet sexy look. I enjoyed the format of the book with the journal represented in a different font in the book. This was an entertaining read.
JulieGB More than 1 year ago
Detective Anthony Walker has a murder to investigate. Local socialite Elizabeth Knoebel was murdered in bed, with no witnesses, but a found journal gives plenty of suspects. With the help of Dr. Conway, Elizabeth’s group therapist, Walker tries to assess and rule out the suspects. This puts Dr. Conway having to choose keeping ethics or giving Walker important information to help the case along. I liked Walker from the start. He’s brash, says what he means, and takes nothing off of anyone. This had me guessing all the way through. And just when I thought I had figured out who the killer was, I was blindsided. I also liked the way Dr. Conway and Walker were thrown together in this investigation, and hope they stay together throughout the series.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
I love detectives.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Wonderful book.  Loved the pace, the intrigue, the characters, the mystery.   I couldn't put it down.  It was worth the late night staying up to finish it.  Five stars all the way around
k_train More than 1 year ago
The Blue Journal is a captivating blend of suspense and erotica. This page-turner is a spot-on examination of intimate lives and suburban morality wrapped inside a police procedural thriller. And I guarantee that the resolution will blow you away! Detective Anthony Walker's combination of brass and brains makes for the perfect hero. Here's wishing for further adventures featuring the newest Top Cop
CoffeeBreakandaGoodBook More than 1 year ago
L.T. Graham weaves a tale of deceit, mystery, murder, suspense, and sexual prowess in The Blue Journal. Elizabeth Knoebel was part of the social elite and used psychologist Randi Conway’s couples group as a hunting ground for sexual partners and kept a journal of their encounters. Enter, Detective Anthony Walker, a former NYC cop who suspects one of Ms. Conway’s patients much be the killer. There are so many twists and turns during this story that it never gets boring. Just when I thought I had it figured out, I was proved wrong and HAD to keep reading for more! Not only was the mystery and suspense intense, but the sexual tension and encounters were SPICY!!! YUM!!!  This is the PERFECT read for a summer day with nothing else to do – because you won’t want to put it down! I received a complimentary copy of this book for review.