Authors: Carolyn Arnold
Tags: #Mystery; Thriller & Suspense, #Mystery, #Hard-Boiled, #Police Procedurals, #Series
Eleven (49 page)
“And you haven’t told anyone else about this yet?” A couple of seconds passed. “Trent? You hear me?”
“Sorry, I was shaking my head.” He let out a small laugh. “Guess you couldn’t see that.”
“No.” Lenny sensed a mixture of emotion coming through the line. Trent was excited that his fixation on the missing women hadn’t been in vain, but, at the same time, he came across as regretful that his assumptions might be correct.
“We’re dealing with a serial killer, Len. It’s obvious. Amy Rogers went missing just last week. They called in the FBI for her. They need to know about this.”
“We can’t rush to conclusions. I’m going to notify the chief to let him know about the find and contact crime scene and the ME. I’m heading out to her place now. Stay with the woman there, keep her calm, and let her know we’ll take care of it.”
“It?”
“The DB, Trent. The victim. You have to learn to think of them that way. Otherwise the job will eat you up.”
“I’m not babysitting this woman. I’m going to the crime scene.”
“Oh, no, you’re not.”
“Len—”
“There isn’t room for debate here. You have to stay there. That’s your job. This is mine.”
“So you keep reminding me. Just remember, I connected everything before the detectives of PWPD even had a clue.”
“Now you’re resorting to digs? Come on, Trent, you know I’ve got your back. I always have.”
“I still don’t see detective on my badge, and, yep, I’m definitely in uniform.”
Lenny laughed. “Stop sulking. I’ll keep you posted.” He hung up the phone, went upstairs, and told his wife there was another case. His hours around home would be hit—and more likely miss—for the next while.
“Just take care of you.” She brushed a hand on the side of his face, and he kissed her forehead.
“That’s why I love you.”
“Love you.” Her nose went back into her paperback. She would be carried off into a fictional world before he hit the front door.
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Eleven Rooms. Ten Bodies. One Empty Grave.
Brandon Fisher never expected this when he signed up as a Special Agent for the FBI. Working in the shadow of Supervisory Special Agent Jack Harper of the Behavioral Analysis Unit his career seemed set. But when the team is called to a small rural town where the remains of ten victims are found in an underground bunker, buried in an unusual way, Brandon knows he'll never return to his normal life.
With one empty grave, and the case touching close to home, he fears he's become the target of a psychotic serial killer who wants to make him number eleven. Only thing is, everything Brandon thinks he knows is far from the truth.
This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events, locales, or persons, living or dead, is coincidental.
Copyright © 2011 Carolyn Arnold
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Silent Graves
Copyright © 2014
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Carolyn Arnold
is the author of several novels in the mystery, thriller and suspense genres. She was born in 1976 in the rural town of Picton, Ontario, and her passion for writing dates back to her teen years. She lives with her husband and her two beagles in Southwestern Ontario, Canada.
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