CALCULATED REVENGE
When a former classmate is murdered at Detective Caleb Lyonsâs ten-year high school reunion, he knows the victimâs old group of friends are keeping secrets. That includes Cedar Key, Florida, police officer Amber Kingston. Back in school, Amber was headed for trouble, but now sheâs as dedicated to the law as he is. As he works overtime to get the pretty cop to open up to him, Amber and her friends receive messages threatening payback for past deeds. And her friends keep dying...one by one. But protecting Amber and unmasking a murderer isnât just the widowed detectiveâs shot at redemptionâitâs his unexpected second chance at love.
Someone had tricked her into coming to the reunion, Amber realized.
Someone who wanted to make sure Iâd be here.
âAmber? Are you okay?â Caleb asked.
He was staring at her, an eyebrow lifted in concern. Before she could formulate a response, a scream pierced the silence.
She shot to her feet. The scream had come from outside.
Caleb brushed past Amber at a full run before dropping to the stone walkway beside the body on the ground.
When Amber reached them, she stifled a gasp. The victim was Alex. From their old group of friends.
Caleb held up a hand. âEveryone stay back.â
She stepped forward and knelt beside him. Everyone didnât include her. âIâm a cop.â
Amber drew in a shaky breath. First Mona, now Alex. One-third of them gone before age thirty.
âThis is Detective Caleb Sutherland with the Levy County Sheriffâs Office.â Caleb spoke into the phone, his voice all cool professionalism. Detective? Caleb?
She figured heâd be a preacher or something equally righteous. Now theyâd work together to solve this murder.
Murders.
Dear Reader,
I hope youâve enjoyed our final trip to Cedar Key. Iâm a little sad to leave our friends there. Itâs one of my favorite places to visit, with its quaint, artsy atmosphere and friendly people.
Iâve had fun bringing you Amber and Calebâs story. Amber grew up under the shadow of a âperfectâ older brother and never felt as if she was good enough. She made some serious mistakes and carried some heavy regrets. After years of trying to earn Godâs forgiveness, she finally realized grace isnât something that can be earned; it is offered freely through Christâs sacrifice.
Amber saw Caleb as âsuper Christian,â but he was carrying regrets. Heâd always thought he had a strong faith, but when it was tested, he failed miserably. Though he found his way back, the road to complete trust in God was a long one. I hope one or both of these charactersâ struggles spoke to you.
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God bless you!
Carol
CAROL J. POST writes fun and fast-paced inspirational romantic suspense stories and lives in sunshiny central Florida. She sings and plays the piano for her church and also enjoys sailing, hiking, campingâalmost anything outdoors. Her daughters and grandkids live too far away for her liking, so she now pours all that nurturing into taking care of two fat and sassy cats and one highly spoiled dachshund.
As far as the east is from the west,
so far has He removed our transgressions from us.
âPsalms 103:12
Acknowledgments
Thank you to all the people who supported me in writing this series:
All the helpful people on Cedar Key.
My wonderful critique partners, Karen Fleming and Sabrina Jarema.
My awesome editor, Giselle Regus.
My lovely agent, Nalini Akolekar.
My sweet, supportive family.
And my loving husband.
You are the best!
ONE
Just three hours and it would be over.
Amber Kingston slid into a chair at an empty table and watched the colorful crush of bodies gyrating on the dance floor. A banner hung over the stage: 10-Year Reunion in gold and blue letters. The music of Linkin Park blasted through the speakers at a volume capable of shattering glass.
Amber observed the activity from her solitary perch in the back, thankful for a few moments alone. This wasnât how sheâd wanted to spend her Saturday night. Sheâd come because of Ramona, who she hadnât talked to in almost ten years. Who, a month ago, sent her a Facebook message out of the blue, begging her to come to this stupid high school reunion. Mona had said she was dying of cancer and had six months to live. She didnât want to be remembered as the girl sheâd been in high school.
Actually, Amber didnât, either.
The music faded and another song grew to full volume within seconds. Ramona had twisted her arm to get her there and hadnât even shown up.