You know that big smile you wear after you just finish a good book? The one that seems to cement the mood for the rest of the day? Well, that's what I felt after reading Family is Murder. I can honestly tell you to grab a copy, you won't be disappointed." - Amazon, Christine W.
Published: July 6th, 2014
The search for a maid results in a mess.
When a woman shows up and claims to be Sara’s birth mother, it pits Sara and Sean against each other. Sara opens her heart and wants to believe the woman, but Sean is suspicious of her true identity and motive. After all, there are billions at stake. But when the woman goes missing and a dead body turns up, they both start to question the truth.
Led by Sara’s intuition, they pursue all possible leads and soon realize they may have welcomed a killer into their home.
EVERYTHING HAD GONE WRONG, from the moment she slipped her legs out of bed and fresh dog poop squished between her toes—her lover’s stupid mutt. The only thing saving its life was the fact Brent was home. It was about time to kick both of them out.
If starting out like that wasn’t enough, she pushed through, only to have her nails snag her nylons, leaving her two choices—go without, or wear a pair that saw the waist mid-hip and the crotch mid-thigh. Sadly, the weather hadn’t warmed enough, so she ending up waddling to the bus stop, wrongly assuming the worst was behind her.
The overcast sky opened up and dumped rain on the city in a steady downpour. No umbrella and no bus shelter. She continued on, though, with her focus on a glass of bourbon when she returned home.
Finally, her persistence paid off and she was now in front of the coffee shop. The rain had stopped and left a clean smell to the air.
She ran her hands down her trench coat and tried to talk herself into a place of peace. She had made it, and she would go through with this. And to think, it had all started with a revelation of insight some might discount as simply being in the right place at the right time. She saw it as a calling—a strike of inspiration that beckoned for seizing.
She studied her reflection in the windows of Starbucks. Her long blond hair hung as tendrils, dangling lifelessly over her shoulders. She was tucking a strand behind an ear when her attention went beyond her image.
The McKinleys were there. Her heart sped up when she noticed them sitting across from a woman of about fifty.
Heat surged through her, saturating her cheeks, and obtaining a solid breath became difficult.
Who was moving in on her—something brushed her leg. She looked down to see a dog rubbing against her, wagging its tail.
Its owner, who trailed a few feet behind, gave the leash a tug, and her a stern look.
“Control your animal,” she said.
“Good day to you too, miss.”
The exhale she released couldn’t be described as anything less than a growl. People irritated her, and, at this moment specifically, it was the woman getting nice and cozy with the McKinleys. That woman had no idea who she was messing with.
About the author:
CAROLYN ARNOLD is an international best-selling and award-winning author, as well as a speaker, teacher, and inspirational mentor. She has four continuing fiction series—Detective Madison Knight, Brandon Fisher FBI, McKinley Mysteries, and Matthew Connor Adventures—and has written nearly thirty books. Her genre diversity offers her readers everything from cozy to hard-boiled mysteries, and thrillers to action adventures.
Both her female detective and FBI profiler series have been praised by those in law enforcement as being accurate and entertaining, leading her to adopt the trademark: POLICE PROCEDURALS RESPECTED BY LAW ENFORCEMENT™.
Carolyn was born in a small town and enjoys spending time outdoors, but she also loves the lights of a big city. Grounded by her roots and lifted by her dreams, her overactive imagination insists that she tell her stories. Her intention is to touch the hearts of millions with her books, to entertain, inspire, and empower.
She currently lives just west of Toronto with her husband and beagle and is a member of Crime Writers of Canada.