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“We don’t have to be open about our … collaboration,” he said when she said nothing more. His lips curved in a wicked smile. “We can be secret partners.”
The low, almost seductive tone of his voice snaked through her like a lightning strike. She felt the thunderous aftermath low in her belly, a shudder of raw, unexpected need.
Agreeing with him would be the worst possible decision she could make. She knew it bone deep. But when she opened her mouth to speak, the word that spilled from her lips was “Okay.”
He gave her another narrow-eyed look, as if he suspected she was joking. “Okay?”
This was her chance to back out, she thought. Laugh and agree that she’d been joking.
But she couldn’t, she realized. No matter what kind of fluttery things he did to her insides just by being Cain Dennison, he was right about one thing. He did know more about Renee Lindsey’s final days than anyone else in town, save the killer himself. If she was serious about getting to the bottom of Renee’s murder, she needed his help.
“Okay,” she repeated more firmly. “You’re right. I need your help. And, frankly, you could use mine, as well.”
“I need you, do I?” His smile made her heart flip-flop.
Crybaby Falls
Paula Graves
Alabama native PAULA GRAVES wrote her first book, a mystery starring herself and her neighborhood friends, at the age of six. A voracious reader, Paula loves books that pair tantalizing mystery with compelling romance. When she’s not reading or writing, she works as a creative director for a Birmingham advertising agency and spends time with her family and friends. She is a member of Southern Magic Romance Writers, Heart of Dixie Romance Writers and Romance Writers of America. Paula invites readers to visit her website, www.paulagraves.com.
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Sara Lindsey—Injured in the same mysterious accident that took her husband’s life, the former cop can’t remember anything about that night. Now she’s back in Purgatory, Tennessee, looking for answers, but what she finds are more questions—and an unexpected attraction to a dangerous man.
Cain Dennison—For nearly twenty years, he’s been running from lingering accusations that he killed Renee Lindsey, the only girl he ever loved. He’s returned to Purgatory and is working at a P.I. agency hired to investigate that same murder. But when his case crosses paths with Sara’s, will she be an obstacle? Or a lifeline?
Donnie Lindsey—Sara’s late husband had been keeping secrets from her before his death, all connected to his obsession with his sister’s murder.
Carl Dunkirk—Sara’s father never stopped wondering who killed Donnie’s sister, Renee. DNA proved Cain Dennison definitely wasn’t the father of Renee’s unborn baby. But he wonders if jealousy drove Cain to murder.
Brad Ellis—Carl’s former partner wants Sara and her father to consult on a new murder that has suspicious similarities to the Renee Lindsey case.
Jim and Becky Allen—Donnie’s former baseball coach was one of his favorite teachers. And Jim’s beautiful wife, Becky, is practically Purgatory royalty. But is the golden couple keeping secrets about the night of Donnie’s death?
Lila Birdsong—Cain’s grandmother’s love and support got him through his nightmare of a childhood. Could she also hold the key to discovering what happened the night of Donnie Lindsey’s death?
Alexander Quinn—The former CIA agent assigned Cain to the Renee Lindsey case, despite the apparent conflict of interest. Does he have a hidden agenda?
For my mother, who took me to Noccalula Falls in Gadsden, Alabama, when I was just a child, engendering in me a love of roaring waterfalls and tragic, romantic stories.
Contents
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter Eight
Chapter Nine
Chapter Ten
Chapter Eleven
Chapter Twelve
Chapter Thirteen
Chapter Fourteen
Chapter Fifteen
Chapter Sixteen
Chapter Seventeen
Epilogue
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