The Last Witness
Both detectives have their own pasts to haunt them – Tate’s ex-flame is now her boss, and Zach’s estranged father is counsel for the defense. Complicating things even more are death threats, witnesses going AWOL, and an increasing attraction neither of them can continue to deny. Can the pair put away a killer on a paper-thin case? Or will their disappearing Jane Doe prove to be…THE LAST WITNESS…
Two detectives, two cases . . . seemingly unrelated until a baffling discovery entwines them forever . . .
Tate Kensington thought she was out of homicide for good. Missing Persons is hard on the heart, but it gives her the resources and spare time she needs to help a young girl desperately searching for her beloved brother.
Meanwhile, with a murder case that has him stumped, Zachary Gerard is beginning to resent all the time Tate’s been devoting to her pet project instead of him. Zachary’s murder victim is turning out to be way more than anyone ever suspected, and the red tape isn’t making this case any easier.
When it suddenly becomes clear that the two cases are not as independent as Kensington or Gerard thought, secrets long buried will be revealed, and the pair will team up once again on the hunt for . . . Elusive Justice.
Three bodies and counting . . . a manifesto with a long list of names . . . an abducted child, and the killer is using a familiar MO that was the trademark of a serial killer still at large. Is it possible this so-called copycat spurred the Red Reaper into a jealous rage and he’s doing what he does best . . . killing? Or is this someone who’s having too much fun impersonating him and killing everyone on his list?
When two unrelated killings take place, it sends the detectives into a tailspin . . . and now it’s a race against the clock before he kills the next person on his list . . . Detective Jesse Kensington!
It took her three years to build her reputation as a political columnist and only minutes to watch it nosedive, all because of a dumb mistake. Okay, so she got a little sloppy when she convinced her peer to let her write the Valentine’s Day column so she could dedicate it to her boyfriend. Too bad she didn’t pay more attention to the photograph she used for the column: a picture of the Mayor’s wife kissing another man! Now…she’s lost the job, the career, and the boyfriend!
But you can be sure it won’t take long for Rory Winters, editor at the Globe to take control. He’s ready to hire her on the spot. And speaking of spots–he’s always had a soft one for her. Issie’s the one who got away before it got started. But this clever man has it all figured out now. Let her write Dear Daphne, a column where she’ll be dishing out advice to the masses on how to snag a lasting love. He doesn’t know she’s down on love these days. But ole Rory thinks it’s a win-win. He’s banking on the column increasing the papers circulation and while that’s taking place, he’s getting an education on how to snag her love…and she’s learning how to love. How clever is that?
And then there’s that little matter of ROSES . . lots of roses. So who’s the secret admirer?
Books by K.T.