By Julia Spencer-Fleming
One terrible homicide. humans destined for romance or tragedy. feelings explode within the novel Julia Spencer-Fleming's readers were clamoring for.
Police leader Russ Van Alstyne's first come upon with Clare Fergusson was once within the sanatorium emergency room on a freezing December evening. A infant little one were deserted at the town's Episcopal church steps. If Russ had recognized that the church had a brand new priest, he definitely might by no means have guessed that it'd be a lady. no longer a girl like Clare. That evening within the clinic used to be the start of an charm so fierce, so forbidden, that the single factor which can continue them secure from compromising their each trust was once distance—but in a small city like Millers Kill, distance is difficult to find.
Russ Van Alstyne figures his spouse kicking him out in their home is nobody's enterprise yet his personal. until eventually a neighbor can pay a pleasant stopover at to Linda Van Alstyne and reveals the woman's physique, gruesomely butchered, at the kitchen ground. To the nation police, it's an open-and-shut case of a disaffected husband, silencing first his spouse, then the homicide research he controls. To the townspeople, it's facts that the whispered gossip concerning the police leader and the priest used to be real. To the powers-that-be within the church hierarchy, it's an opportunity to regulate their wayward cleric as soon as and for all.
Obsession. Lies. not anything is because it turns out in Millers Kill, the place betrayal twists outdated friendships and evil waits within old fashioned white clapboard farmhouses.
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