By Carol O'Connell
2010 Retail ePub
Note: the U.K. name is: Flight of the Stone Angel
NYPD Detective Kathleen Mallory is back--to face her so much terrifying obsession--the homicide of her personal mother...
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Craig leaned his brawny elbows on the table and wiped his mouth with one of the ridiculous tiny napkins. He jerked his head sideways. " As inconspicuously as possible, Danny glanced back. The two were closer now and he could see her face clearly. To his surprise, he did recognize her. But damned if he knew from where. ” He asked in a low tone. " Ralston looked amused. The bright sunlight shone off his polished bald head. “Not hardly, just one of our local celebrities. I know you remember some joker tampering with Senator Beaumont's car last year and the accident that killed him.
He glanced up, gratified to see her tugging the comb out of her blond hair and running her fingers through it until it fell in silky waves around her face. Her cheeks were flushed as she stared at him from across the room. She still stood by the door, just barely inside. He said quietly but firmly, “Actually, maybe we should get this straight. " He couldn't help it; a small laugh escaped his throat at her acerbic tone. “If you like. " As an insult, he thought it rather well done. If there was one thing he remembered well about that pretty young girl he'd fallen for so long ago, it was that she was intelligent and very sensitive on being judged on her looks alone.
The second story deck ran the length of the house and faced the lake, and while it was a lovely place to sit, it did afford an access to all the bedrooms that made privacy a matter of curtains and closed doors. Michael Beaumont sat in one of the deck chairs just outside her room, one denim-clad leg crossed over the other, his wide shoulders relaxed against the rustic wood. He was drinking coffee from a thick brown mug and wearing a faint sardonic smile. He was irritatingly clean-shaven, fully dressed, and clear-eyed.