By Sarah Graves
Jacobia “Jake” Tiptree traded her power-broker existence for a run-down dream condominium in peaceable Eastport, Maine. however the homemade fanatic is studying that regardless of how conscientiously you construct your place, homicide has a manner of slipping in in the course of the cracks….It’s a vivid June afternoon and old-house-fixer-upper Jake Tiptree is using via downeast Maine on an strange errand. She’s on the point of interview a wide, indignant guy with a legal historical past. Jim Diamond may perhaps or is probably not harassing his ex-wife with life-threatening letters, yet Jake promised her new housekeeper, Bella Diamond, she’d look at the problem. An ex-con and a deadbeat, Jim Diamond doesn’t have a heritage of violence…that is, no longer until eventually Jake arrives at his residence and discovers killer has been there first.Suddenly Jake and her ally, Ellie White, locate themselves on the middle of a homicide with too many suspects and too few clues. And as though that’s no longer sufficient, Jake is now saddled with the manic Bella, whose walk in the park that she’ll be the following sufferer is fueling a supercompulsive neatness–one that threatens to scrub Jake and her long-suffering husband, Wade, out of apartment and home.Add to moose in her kitchen, a rebellious son with a behavior of dumping pass over correct for leave out fallacious, and a difficult ex of her personal, and Jake is already at wit’s finish. Then she will get observe horde of her dad’s long-lost kinfolk suggest to descend on Eastport, aspiring to be submit at her far-from-fixed-up fixer-upper.When the killer does strike back, it’s now not the place Jake expects…and the sufferer couldn’t be extra of a shock. For this can be a case larger than the standard angry—ex-spouse type, and now that Jake and Ellie have got themselves concerned, they’ve every one gained a distinct position in a ruthless murderer’s grasp plan of greed, deception, and dying. And the prize? a couple of perpetually inner most rooms–six toes less than!
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No,” I replied to the cop. ” With any luck, what we wanted would be out in plain sight. Notebook, I thought at Ellie, although she knew. A pen, or even a sample of his handwriting. Because I wanted to be able to assure his ex-wife that the threats were over, even if it was for a reason that in spite of everything I thought she wouldn’t welcome. “His ex has a restraining order against him so they can’t communicate directly,” I added. ” The cop looked unimpressed. “Yeah? ” I searched my mind for something plausible.
Ellie, we’ve got to . ” I gestured desperately. The task I’d been dreading was already bad enough without the moose mess. “We can’t just sit here. She’s going to . ” Ellie poured the fragrant coffee. “Yes, I suppose she is. Any minute, too,” she added uncomfortingly. “But what do you suggest? ” Drat, so I had. Because what good is a housecleaner if you actually have to be in the house all the time that he or she is cleaning? Or so I’d believed back in the days before I’d gotten to know Bella Diamond.
Having missed most of my childhood, my father adored taking care of Leonora. Aside from Maggie, he was one of the few sitters Ellie trusted for more than a few minutes. “Never mind,” I told him, getting out of the car and gazing up at my destination uneasily. “I’d rather you stuck to watching from a distance. You’re both pulling lookout duty on this little mission,” I added. Now that we were here, the chances of Jim Diamond’s actually having a gun—or a knife, club, or other murderous weapon of opportunity, and the impulse to use it—loomed suddenly higher on my list of possible disasters.