TITLE: Desired to Death
When Maggie True’s ex-best-friend is arrested for the lurid murder of her hot young lover, “Tattoo Boy,” the now-empty nester puts her intuition to work as a sleuth and uncovers a seamy underworld far from her typical mom routine.
“I didn’t kill him.”
Maggie sat up in bed, the phone to her ear, her heart pounding—terrified her worst fear was coming true.
“I loved him, why would I kill him?” She sounded breathless.
“What? Who is this? Cara?”
“Of course it’s me. Who else would it be? Someone put a gun to his head and blew his brains out…his gorgeous face covered in kisses...”
“Look. You’ve just got to come. I can’t stay here. They let me have just... one call and…it’s you.”
“Me? Why me?”
“I told you. These idiots. They said I did it…killed him…” Cara said something else, actually sobbed something, garbled and incoherent.
Then the phone went dead, leaving Maggie staring into the darkness.
Maggie True hadn’t spoken to her ex-best-friend in over six months. But Maggie had been waiting for a call like this, knowing—absolutely certain—she was about to get bad news. Her husband Joe called it her mom radar. Still, when the ringing phone woke her she expected it to be her daughter Jessie who left for college three weeks earlier. Who else would call in the middle of the night?
After several seconds of flat panic while she roused Joe from a snore that would raise the dead so he could hand her the phone, it wasn’t Jessie or her son Hank either. It was Cara Pierson calling from the Halfway Bay Police Station—from jail.