After three members of Carter Rogers' close-knit New England family end up dead within weeks of each other, the family begins to suspect that one of their own may be responsible. Carter soon realizes that most of his family, and even the investigators, suspect his wife and he is determined to prove her innocence.
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"Then what the hell is it?" he demanded.
She shook her head. "I don’t know. There’s something strange about her. She’s so secretive about her past."
He lifted his eyebrows. "No, she’s not."
Payton frowned. He wouldn’t listen and she wasn’t in the mood to get into a debate. "I think we should end this line of conversation. But just remember, Carter, that I care about you. I always have and always will."
"If you care, then please treat my wife with the respect she deserves," he replied.
She decided to change the topic. "Who’s watching Becca this afternoon?"
"Morgan."
She frowned. "Do you think it’s wise to bring the baby to the funeral?"
"Morgan’s not going."
"What do you mean she’s not going?" Payton exclaimed. "Doesn’t that prove my point to you?" she smugly asked.
"And what point is that?" Morgan asked, entering the room with Becca tagging behind her.
"Nothing, honey," Carter, flushed, quickly said.
Morgan looked suspiciously at Payton.
Payton caught her eye, and then quickly looked away from the penetrating stare. She forced herself to keep her mouth closed.
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After three members of Carter Rogers' close-knit New England family end up dead within weeks of each other, the family begins to suspect that one of their own may be responsible. Carter soon realizes that most of his family, and even the investigators, suspect his wife and he is determined to prove her innocence.
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Carter emphatically shook his head. "What vendetta could anyone possibly have against my mother? It doesn’t make sense! Who would want her dead?" His eyes narrowed. "My mother didn’t have any enemies. You know that, Jake. Could it be a random act?"
"I don’t know, Carter."
Carter’s nostrils filled with the stench of the smoldering ruins. He coughed, and then spat at the ground. "Fill me in on what you do know, Jake."
"There’s not too much at this point," he answered, pulling on his chin.
"I’ve known you my entire life, Jake. You must have a theory."
Jake was thoughtful for a moment. "I do."
"And?" Carter persisted.
His eyes slanted. "My theory is that the perpetrator knew your mother would be out this evening. He then entered the house and rigged up a device in her bedroom lamp that would detonate the moment she turned the lamp on." He paused. "After the lamp was turned on, everything just blew."
Carter grabbed the sheriff’s arm. "A bomb? Why? What could my mother have ever done to cause someone to want to blow up her house with her in it? It still doesn’t make sense."
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After three members of Carter Rogers' close-knit New England family end up dead within weeks of each other, the family begins to suspect that one of their own may be responsible. Carter soon realizes that most of his family, and even the investigators, suspect his wife and he is determined to prove her innocence.
Available in paperback and ebook
"It’s very simple, Sheriff. Whoever killed Rachel Rogers probably won’t stop with her death."
"It seems like he has. You see how quiet it’s been."
"He’s waiting to make his next move." Barlow was thoughtful for a minute. "He’s sending a message."
Jake almost laughed out loud at the notion, but controlled the urge. "And just what is that message?" he asked with a touch of sarcasm in his tone.
"That this is only the beginning."
"Of what?"
"I think something happened—could be years ago or recent—that involves one of the Rogers’."
"That’s ridiculous," Jake said dismissing him. "I’ve known that family for years. I watched those kids grow up. Not one of them has so much as gotten a speeding ticket."
"Could be an act of revenge," Barlow continued.
"Revenge?" Jake scoffed. "Rachel Rogers didn’t have any enemies to speak of."
"Maybe you don’t know the family as well as you think you do. All families have secrets."
"Not this family," Jake answered confidently. "You seem to forget Weldon is not Boston."
"I’m well aware of that."
"Any other theories?" the sheriff asked, seemingly amused with the investigator. "You’re ruling out a random act of violence?"
"If it was a random act, why would he hit just one house? Why not somewhere he could take out a group of people like a restaurant or the community center? No, I think Rachel Rogers was targeted and it’s up to us to find out why."
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After three members of Carter Rogers' close-knit New England family end up dead within weeks of each other, the family begins to suspect that one of their own may be responsible. Carter soon realizes that most of his family, and even the investigators, suspect his wife and he is determined to prove her innocence.
Available in paperback and ebook
"Then what the hell is it?" he demanded.
She shook her head. "I don’t know. There’s something strange about her. She’s so secretive about her past."
He lifted his eyebrows. "No, she’s not."
Payton frowned. He wouldn’t listen and she wasn’t in the mood to get into a debate. "I think we should end this line of conversation. But just remember, Carter, that I care about you. I always have and always will."
"If you care, then please treat my wife with the respect she deserves," he replied.
She decided to change the topic. "Who’s watching Becca this afternoon?"
"Morgan."
She frowned. "Do you think it’s wise to bring the baby to the funeral?"
"Morgan’s not going."
"What do you mean she’s not going?" Payton exclaimed. "Doesn’t that prove my point to you?" she smugly asked.
"And what point is that?" Morgan asked, entering the room with Becca tagging behind her.
"Nothing, honey," Carter, flushed, quickly said.
Morgan looked suspiciously at Payton.
Payton caught her eye, and then quickly looked away from the penetrating stare. She forced herself to keep her mouth closed.
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After three members of Carter Rogers' close-knit New England family end up dead within weeks of each other, the family begins to suspect that one of their own may be responsible. Carter soon realizes that most of his family, and even the investigators, suspect his wife and he is determined to prove her innocence.
Available in paperback and ebook.
Carter emphatically shook his head. "What vendetta could anyone possibly have against my mother? It doesn’t make sense! Who would want her dead?" His eyes narrowed. "My mother didn’t have any enemies. You know that, Jake. Could it be a random act?"
"I don’t know, Carter."
Carter’s nostrils filled with the stench of the smoldering ruins. He coughed, and then spat at the ground. "Fill me in on what you do know, Jake."
"There’s not too much at this point," he answered, pulling on his chin.
"I’ve known you my entire life, Jake. You must have a theory."
Jake was thoughtful for a moment. "I do."
"And?" Carter persisted.
His eyes slanted. "My theory is that the perpetrator knew your mother would be out this evening. He then entered the house and rigged up a device in her bedroom lamp that would detonate the moment she turned the lamp on." He paused. "After the lamp was turned on, everything just blew."
Carter grabbed the sheriff’s arm. "A bomb? Why? What could my mother have ever done to cause someone to want to blow up her house with her in it? It still doesn’t make sense."
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"It’s very simple, Sheriff. Whoever killed Rachel Rogers probably won’t stop with her death."
"It seems like he has. You see how quiet it’s been."
"He’s waiting to make his next move." Barlow was thoughtful for a minute. "He’s sending a message."
Jake almost laughed out loud at the notion, but controlled the urge. "And just what is that message?" he asked with a touch of sarcasm in his tone.
"That this is only the beginning."
"Of what?"
"I think something happened—could be years ago or recent—that involves one of the Rogers’."
"That’s ridiculous," Jake said dismissing him. "I’ve known that family for years. I watched those kids grow up. Not one of them has so much as gotten a speeding ticket."
"Could be an act of revenge," Barlow continued.
"Revenge?" Jake scoffed. "Rachel Rogers didn’t have any enemies to speak of."
"Maybe you don’t know the family as well as you think you do. All families have secrets."
"Not this family," Jake answered confidently. "You seem to forget Weldon is not Boston."
"I’m well aware of that."
"Any other theories?" the sheriff asked, seemingly amused with the investigator. "You’re ruling out a random act of violence?"
"If it was a random act, why would he hit just one house? Why not somewhere he could take out a group of people like a restaurant or the community center? No, I think Rachel Rogers was targeted and it’s up to us to find out why."
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"Then what the hell is it?" he demanded.
She shook her head. "I don’t know. There’s something strange about her. She’s so secretive about her past."
He lifted his eyebrows. "No, she’s not."
Payton frowned. He wouldn’t listen and she wasn’t in the mood to get into a debate. "I think we should end this line of conversation. But just remember, Carter, that I care about you. I always have and always will."
"If you care, then please treat my wife with the respect she deserves," he replied.
She decided to change the topic. "Who’s watching Becca this afternoon?"
"Morgan."
She frowned. "Do you think it’s wise to bring the baby to the funeral?"
"Morgan’s not going."
"What do you mean she’s not going?" Payton exclaimed. "Doesn’t that prove my point to you?" she smugly asked.
"And what point is that?" Morgan asked, entering the room with Becca tagging behind her.
"Nothing, honey," Carter, flushed, quickly said.
Morgan looked suspiciously at Payton.
Payton caught her eye, and then quickly looked away from the penetrating stare. She forced herself to keep her mouth closed.
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After three members of Carter Rogers' close-knit New England family end up dead within weeks of each other, the family begins to suspect that one of their own may be responsible. Carter soon realizes that most of his family, and even the investigators, suspect his wife and he is determined to prove her innocence.
Available in paperback and ebook.
Carter emphatically shook his head. "What vendetta could anyone possibly have against my mother? It doesn’t make sense! Who would want her dead?" His eyes narrowed. "My mother didn’t have any enemies. You know that, Jake. Could it be a random act?"
"I don’t know, Carter."
Carter’s nostrils filled with the stench of the smoldering ruins. He coughed, and then spat at the ground. "Fill me in on what you do know, Jake."
"There’s not too much at this point," he answered, pulling on his chin.
"I’ve known you my entire life, Jake. You must have a theory."
Jake was thoughtful for a moment. "I do."
"And?" Carter persisted.
His eyes slanted. "My theory is that the perpetrator knew your mother would be out this evening. He then entered the house and rigged up a device in her bedroom lamp that would detonate the moment she turned the lamp on." He paused. "After the lamp was turned on, everything just blew."
Carter grabbed the sheriff’s arm. "A bomb? Why? What could my mother have ever done to cause someone to want to blow up her house with her in it? It still doesn’t make sense."
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"It’s very simple, Sheriff. Whoever killed Rachel Rogers probably won’t stop with her death."
"It seems like he has. You see how quiet it’s been."
"He’s waiting to make his next move." Barlow was thoughtful for a minute. "He’s sending a message."
Jake almost laughed out loud at the notion, but controlled the urge. "And just what is that message?" he asked with a touch of sarcasm in his tone.
"That this is only the beginning."
"Of what?"
"I think something happened—could be years ago or recent—that involves one of the Rogers’."
"That’s ridiculous," Jake said dismissing him. "I’ve known that family for years. I watched those kids grow up. Not one of them has so much as gotten a speeding ticket."
"Could be an act of revenge," Barlow continued.
"Revenge?" Jake scoffed. "Rachel Rogers didn’t have any enemies to speak of."
"Maybe you don’t know the family as well as you think you do. All families have secrets."
"Not this family," Jake answered confidently. "You seem to forget Weldon is not Boston."
"I’m well aware of that."
"Any other theories?" the sheriff asked, seemingly amused with the investigator. "You’re ruling out a random act of violence?"
"If it was a random act, why would he hit just one house? Why not somewhere he could take out a group of people like a restaurant or the community center? No, I think Rachel Rogers was targeted and it’s up to us to find out why."
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After three members of Carter Rogers' close-knit New England family end up dead within weeks of each other, the family begins to suspect that one of their own may be responsible. Carter soon realizes that most of his family, and even the investigators, suspect his wife and he is determined to prove her innocence.
Available in paperback and ebook.
"Then what the hell is it?" he demanded.
She shook her head. "I don’t know. There’s something strange about her. She’s so secretive about her past."
He lifted his eyebrows. "No, she’s not."
Payton frowned. He wouldn’t listen and she wasn’t in the mood to get into a debate. "I think we should end this line of conversation. But just remember, Carter, that I care about you. I always have and always will."
"If you care, then please treat my wife with the respect she deserves," he replied.
She decided to change the topic. "Who’s watching Becca this afternoon?"
"Morgan."
She frowned. "Do you think it’s wise to bring the baby to the funeral?"
"Morgan’s not going."
"What do you mean she’s not going?" Payton exclaimed. "Doesn’t that prove my point to you?" she smugly asked.
"And what point is that?" Morgan asked, entering the room with Becca tagging behind her.
"Nothing, honey," Carter, flushed, quickly said.
Morgan looked suspiciously at Payton.
Payton caught her eye, and then quickly looked away from the penetrating stare. She forced herself to keep her mouth closed.
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