By J. Carson Black
Laura Cardinal: Packs a SIG Sauer P226 9mm. Investigates homicides in small cities that experience restricted assets. Brings justice to homicide victims--and to their killers. Laura’s task description: legal Investigator with the Arizona division of Public protection. yet perhaps it may simply say “Troubleshooter.”
Used to be young children performed outdoor until eventually meal time, now social media’s the hot online game on the town. nowadays, they play on their smartphones. yet with extra freedom comes higher probability. cellular units are a conduit right into a child’s lifestyles, not only for neighbors yet when you intend damage. this is often the message of J. Carson Black’s Daphne du Maurier Award-nominated mystery, DARKNESS at the fringe of TOWN.
When Laura investigates the homicide of a fourteen-year-old lady present in a town’s park bandshell, she is aware instantly what she’s up opposed to: a crafty sexual predator. yet why is she suffering from the kidnapping of a schoolmate eighteen years previous?
In a runaway case that propels Laura from a lavish Tucson property to the secretive middle of a northern Florida city, she needs to confront the ghosts of her personal previous. Then one other baby is going missing—and Laura needs to race the clock to discover her.
“A incredible debut…Welcome to a powerful new voice in American Crime Fiction”
— T. Jefferson Parker, Edgar Award winner and writer of California Girl
“A advanced, multi-layered, nail-biting Superthriller”
— Michael Prescott, big apple occasions and Amazon bestselling writer of harmful video games
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Darrell Lee James buzzed his window down. She flashed her light on his face. It wasn’t him. This guy was fifty if he was a day. Duffy kept her face impassive, but her disappointment was deep. She knew she should feel more than disappointed. There was a monster on the loose. The problem was she didn’t feel things deeply the way other people did, with one exception. Love was the most important emotion on earth, and that she felt in spades. Everything else paled in comparison to what was going on between her and Randall—even catching a killer.
Like a tidal wave, the desire—the need—came rumbling up from deep inside him. He could feel it in the trembling of his hands, the prickling saliva in the corners of his mouth. The adrenaline rush, the beating of his heart, the answering chime in his groin. If she was his girl. He had to know. No way could he leave it like this—not when he was this close. He opened the first message. Where wer u? I waited 1 hr. I thought for sure this was the day and I walked 3 Miles. Did I get the wrong day? Let me know.
Near the wrought iron fences, there were cookie-cutter scraps of dirt, where the trees grew. She realized that she was in a natural amphitheater, houses all around, many of them looking down from the tall hills—a ready-made audience. Laura closed her eyes, trying to summon the thoughts of a killer. Sometimes, if she narrowed her field of vision enough, she could see things from his perspective. Laura knew he craved an audience, knew it from the evidence he’d left behind. Even as she tried to draw him in, think like him, her analytical mind ticked away underneath, logically picking up and discarding theories—the easiest way for him to enter the park, if the girl was dead or alive when he brought her here, and what he did last, just before he left.