When Robin Pearce came home to River Sutton, West Virginia for her little sister’s wedding, she knew she’d run into old classmates, but not with her car.
Robin cut her small town roots in West Virginia and moved from the country to the big city to climb the corporate ladder as a web traffic analyst. She’s a little nervous about seeing folks from high school.
Slipping back into small town ways is as uncomfortable for Robin as trying to squeeze into a bodycon dress. But with plenty of coffee and her own car karaoke, her confidence is high about her homecoming. Until a bleeding man stumbles into the road. Right in front of her car.
Although Robin tries desperately to save him, he dies in her arms, gasping his final words to her. She vows to carry his message to whoever it’s intended for. As soon as she figures out who that is.
She teams up with hunky Sheriff Chris Payne, the former high school star quarterback, to track down the murderer. He warns her to leave the sleuthing to him, but when he arrests her childhood friend, it’s up to her to use her computer skills to find the evidence that will clear her.
Between dress fittings, menu planning, favor making, ceremony planning, the wedding rehearsal, and dealing with her sister, Robin tries to catch a killer. Will she track down the murderer before her sister walks down the aisle to marry her wife-to-be?
Excerpt from Roadside Homicide
If he hadn’t been moving at a zombie’s pace, Robin would have crashed into him.
Robin slammed on the brake, screeching and skidding, leaving a cloud of dust behind her. A man, about her age, with sandy hair, stumbled out of his front yard, covered in blood. His arms were extended in front of him, zombie style, as he teetered toward her car. He tripped over an old tire at the edge of his yard, but stayed upright, making slow progress.
Without taking her eyes off the bleeding man, Robin squeezed the side button on her smart watch. “Call emergency services.” She yanked open her glove compartment and dug under receipts, expired insurance cards, and a gnarly hairbrush until her hand seized on the plastic box that held her DIY first aid kit. Robin hadn’t been a Girl Scout for nothing.
She threw open her door and ran to meet the bleeding zombie man. As soon as she reached him, he collapsed in her arms. Her muscles pulled as she lowered him to the dirt road. He was taller than her and he was all muscle and sinew, a farmer’s build. She glanced back and forth, but didn’t see anyone else around, unless you counted a couple of cows chewing their cuds about twenty yards away.
Praise for Roadside Homicide
A little gem! The storytelling is reminiscent of Sharyn McCrumb or Charlaine Harris – an easy, entertaining read that unfolds at a rapid pace. A story so engaging that I missed a fair amount of sleep so I could read “just one more chapter.” The town and the characters are well crafted, relatable and entertaining. And it’s refreshing to see rural people – Appalachians no less – depicted as real people and not just rubes and hillbillies. I can’t wait to find out what happens next to the residents of River Sutton. Next book, please! – Krista M. (Amazon)
What a treat to read this new book. I loved the small town dynamics and interactions. The plot is very unique and even with multiple characters and a few different plots, nothing gets lost or minimized. I cannot wait until the next in this series. Also, the author has prequel out for this series titled A Shoulder to Die On. Again it is a fun read. I’m a little jealous of how much these sisters love each other. – Anne (Goodreads)