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eBook Category: Mystery/Crime/Suspense/Thriller EPPIE Award Finalist
eBook Description: Two bodies, necks snapped, like a fox strikes its prey. Jessica Tyson, searching for the killer while gaining self-understanding, travels the world of prostitution and the dark mind of a murderer. One suspect becomes her lover, as others surface, including a kind philanthropist, spinning children's tales of Queen Anne Fox. For Jessica the path leading to the killer is filled with shadows of her past and life lessons for a brighter future.

eBook Publisher: Whiskey Creek Press, Published: WHISKEY CREEK PRESS, 2005
Fictionwise Release Date: February 2005

This eBook is part of the following series:

• Jerol Anderson's Jessica Tyson Mystery Series

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Available eBook Formats [MultiFormat - What's this?]: Adobe Acrobat (PDF) [1.3 MB], eReader (PDB) [236 KB], Palm Doc (PDB) [227 KB], Rocket/REB1100 (RB) [203 KB], Microsoft Reader (LIT) [209 KB] - PocketPC 1.0+ Compatible, Franklin eBookMan (FUB) [250 KB], hiebook (KML) [531 KB], Sony Reader (LRF) [274 KB], iSilo (PDB) [187 KB], Mobipocket (PRC) [233 KB], Kindle Compatible (MOBI) [275 KB], OEBFF Format (IMP) [298 KB]
Words: 68178
Reading time: 194-272 min.
Microsoft Reader (LIT) Format: Printing DISABLED, Read-Aloud ENABLED
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All Other formats: Printing DISABLED, Read-aloud DISABLED
ISBN: 1-59374-189-8

All she needed was a "sign".

Eyes burning, Jessica Tyson drew in a deep, stabilizing breath. It didn't matter what labels people put on the dead woman's body. Prostitute or not, Ann Smith was somebody's little girl--possibly somebody's mother.

Life to Jessica felt as raw as the weather. Though protected under the Aurora Bridge in the Fremont neighborhood of Seattle, the surrounding morning drizzle sliced into her soul. Today she hated police work.

Flying back to Wisconsin last week for her grandfather's funeral during her finals at Western Washington University had really started her thinking. Just because he was the almighty savior-sheriff for forty years of his life didn't mean she had to follow in his footsteps.

Just two days ago, little Denny Kellerman's broken body had been left on this hard cement surface on a cold, dark morning--wrapped in a blanket--for strangers to find. Three months earlier the body of Annie Smith was left in a similar soft blue blanket. Identical M.O., broken neck, animal-like scratches to the face.

She braced herself for the onslaught of emotional pain that accompanied a "sign."