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Genre: Fiction,
Mystery, Ghosts
Release Date: December 12, 2013
Digital ISBN 13: 978-1-63112-000-8 ISBN 10: 163112000X
Print ISBN 13: 978-1-63112-001-5 ISBN 10: 1631120018
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The Library
But as he sifts through evidence of a supposed suicide by
train, he learns a murder that took place eighty years ago may directly affect
his case.
Six months after the strange occurrences at The Depot,
there’s another murder. This time, The Library holds secrets of several
murders, and the dead won’t rest until the murderer checks out too.
About Carmen DeSousa
A romantic-suspense writer, Carmen
writes novels that overflow with romance, mystery, suspense, a hint of
paranormal sometimes, and of course--tragedy. After all, what would a great
story be without a heartrending event setting the stage? Her sensual and gripping
stories have earned bestseller status on three continents because of her
ability to make readers love, laugh, cry, gasp, and hope.
Author Contact Info:
Website
Excerpt of The Library
Wade inserted the key into the deadbolt the same time he did
every night. Only this time, the door glided open as though some unseen force
had invited him inside. The house was quiet. Too quiet. Usually he’d hear the
sound of the TV, a kitchen timer alerting that dinner was ready, or the
constant boom from the stereo upstairs. But this evening, tomblike silence
greeted him.
She’d threatened to leave; he just hadn’t believed her.
After all, she’d been grumbling that same nonsense for twenty-two years. A romantic
getaway for two would straighten her out.
Their only child was going off to grad school in a few
weeks. So for the first time in their marriage, they’d be childless. His life
had changed the night she told him she was pregnant two weeks away from high
school graduation, but it hadn’t stopped him from working his butt off to
accomplish his dreams. Yeah, he had to work two jobs, go to night school, and
function without sleep, but they’d made it. They had a beautiful house in
Edenbury, Pennsylvania, two stylish vehicles in the driveway, and their daughter
was heading off to Harvard.
And as soon as he finalized the contract he’d been working
on for the last year, Wade could take Vanessa on as many getaways as she
wanted. He’d cashed the first check on his way home. Just the first installment
was more than they’d made their first ten years of marriage. That’d get her
eyes twinkling again.
Burnt meatloaf singed his nostrils as he ventured into the
kitchen in search of his wife. She killed their dinner again. His wife would
get so busy typing she’d forget everything around her.
He turned off the oven, but left the charcoaled mess inside.
Last thing he needed was the new smoke detector he’d installed to go off, once
again alerting the neighbors how often his wife nearly burned down their house.
Wade emptied his pockets of his money clip, keys, and
receipts onto the credenza by the stairway, as his wife had always requested,
then started upstairs. “Vanessa honey,” he called as he trudged up the wooden
steps, knowing she wouldn’t hear him, but he tried anyway. He gripped onto the
banister, pulling himself forward. He was too tired to climb stairs before
eating. But since she always wore her headphones when she worked, she wouldn’t
hear if he screamed at the top of his range.
Tugging at his tie, he pushed open their bedroom door. Maybe
they could have a quick romp before dinner, get a taste of what it’ll be like
to be empty nesters.
Not believing his eyes, he launched headfirst toward his
wife. “No!” he screamed.
Out of his peripherals, he saw the long black rod, but it
was too late to react. The light extinguished the moment the object made
contact with his skull, leaving him in a pit of blackness, a nightmare he’d
never escape.
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