[bksvol-discuss] Just Submitted

  • From: "Gary Petraccaro" <garyp130@xxxxxxxxxxx>
  • To: <bksvol-discuss@xxxxxxxxxxxxx>
  • Date: Wed, 10 Dec 2008 16:50:52 -0500

Just submitted Wreck The Halls, a home repair is homicide mystery, no. 5.
People hardly ever lock their doors in Eastport. So when Jake and her best pal, 
Ellie, arrive at Faye Anne Carmody's kitchen door, they knock and walk right 
in. But though Christmas is just two weeks away, what they find is far from 
festive: a dazed Faye Anne covered with blood, and her no-good husband--the 
town butcher, Merle--nowhere in sight. Nowhere, that is, until Jake discovers 
his body--tidily wrapped in his own butcher paper. . . .

It doesn't take long for news of the murder to race through the small town, and 
just about everyone has a theory about the grisly crime that has robbed 
Eastport of its least-liked citizen. But while police chief Bob Arnold 
considers it an open-and-shut case, Jake and Ellie aren't convinced of Faye 
Anne's guilt.

Jake has enough going on in her life without trying to investigate a murder. 
After all, she's just married her longtime love, Wade, and the pair plan to 
spend the winter rehabilitating the paint-encrusted windows in Jake's old 
house. But Jake has to admit that there are a lot of details that don't add up: 
for example, Faye Anne's complaint that she was being stalked, and 
blood-splattered evidence at the crime scene that just doesn't make sense. Then 
there is the diary that Faye Anne's secret, sometime boyfriend claims is hidden 
somewhere in her house. Could Faye Anne's own journal be the key to unlocking 
an even more fiendish murder plot, or is her double-crossing lover trying to 
frame her?

When yet another Eastport citizen turns up dead, Jake realizes the murderer's 
trail began long before the night Merle Carmody died. But what keeps eluding 
her and Ellie is the motive behind the mystery. The truth is so close, they can 
almost taste it--but can they stop the shrewd killer before he chisels another 
victim's name onto a tombstone?

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