Colton Copycat Killer
A Serial Killer On The Loose…Just moments away from marrying a woman he doesn’t love, police detective Sam Colton discovers his bride brutally murdered. The only clue: The MO matches another notorious killer– Sam’s long-imprisoned father. A copycat?The victim’s sister was the last to see her alive – and heard arguing with her. Sam would bet his life that shy, impossibly sexy librarian Zoe Robison had nothing to do with the murder. But when he learns what the argument was about, the former foster kid’s heart hardens. Yet, as Zoe is targeted by a madman, Sam discovers just how far he’ll go to save her…
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Contents
âWatch and learn, little sister. Watch and learn.â
Celia Robisonâs eyes met her younger sister, Zoeâs, in the full-length mirror as the former fussed over her wedding veil, adjusting it for the umpteenth time in order to best play up her delicate features.
She was talking to Zoe in the churchâs bridal room. The latter had popped in a few minutes ago to see how she was coming along. Celia always loved having her sister aroundâand never more than todayâbecause she knew she always looked even hotter and sexier than usual in comparison. The sweetly attractive Zoe looked like the typical shrinking violet that she was.
Right now, Celia was approximately ten minutes away from leaving her single status permanently behind and marrying Sam Colton, a rather stoic detective on the Granite Gulch police forceâand a man that Zoe had secretly been in love with since forever.
Not even Sam knew how she felt, and the librarianâa rather stereotypical career choice that suited the shy, blond-haired Zoe rather wellâintended to keep it that way. She doubted Celia knew how she felt about Sam when her sister had asked her to be one of her bridesmaidsâand Zoe knew she couldnât turn her sister down without arousing suspicion. Besides, with both of their parents gone now, Celia was the only family that she had. So, much as it made her heart ache, sheâd said yes.
The charadeâpretending to be happy for Sam and Celiaâwas really killing her despite the brave front she was putting up. But this mysterious, cat-ate-the-canary look on Celiaâs face had caused her to forget her own bruised heart and piqued her curiosity.
To be honest, it made her uneasy.
Celia had always been the devious one, but given her looks, she had always been able to get away with things others in her position wouldnât have been able to.
âWatch and learn what?â Zoe finally asked when Celia said nothing further. Her sister just continued smirking at her reflection, as if some huge secret existed between her and the mirrored image.
âWhy, how to trap a man of your choice, of course, little sister.â
Zoe hated that condescending tone. Celia used it often with her. âWhat are you talking about, Celia?â Zoe asked impatiently.
Celia turned away from the mirror to look at her. âWhy, Sam, of course. Iâm talking about Sam. My future beloved.â She laughed then, clearly delighted with herself.
Zoe moved in closer, discreetly sniffing the air between them. âHave you been drinking, Celia?â
âNot yet, but I will be soon,â Celia assured her with a wink. âThatâs what got him, you know. Drinking. And now Iâm going to be wrapping him around my little fingerâhim and that lovely Colton money of his.â
Zoe was beginning to get a very uneasy feeling in the pit of her stomach. Something was very off. âEnglish, Celia, speak English.â
Celia blew out a breath, and shook her head. âYou know, you really are no fun, Zoe. Lucky for you Iâm in such a good mood.â
As if to underscore what sheâd just said, Celia began softly humming the bridal march under her breath.
This one time, Zoe didnât allow her sister to put her off. She intended to get to the bottom of this. Celia seemed too pleased with herself for it to be some inconsequential trivial thing.
âWhat did you do, Celia?â she asked in a firm, quiet voice, her eyes never leaving Celiaâs.
Of the two of them, Celia was the vivacious one, the one who had always turned heads. The one who could have any boyfriend she wanted and who could talk her way out of anything. Celia was just that stunning.
