A killer with nothing left to lose...
Afraid or not, Detective Bobbie Gentry has a monster to confront. The pain of losing her family and nearly her life to a criminalâs vile hunger is still fresh, but now the landscape is different. Now sheâs not alone. Now she has Nick Shade to trust. Nick treats the terror of his past with vengeance. Heâs dedicated his life to hunting serial killers, and heâd give his last breath to save Bobbie. When a string of killings bloodies Savannahâs elite society and causes cold cases to resurface, Bobbie is captured in a city more haunted than Nickâs inescapable nightmares. And as the murderer strikes close, Nick and Bobbie will need to become even closer if theyâre going to survive.
Praise for the novels of Debra Webb
âA hot hand with action, suspense and last, but not least, a steamy relationship.â
âNew York Times bestselling author Linda Howard
âDebra Webbâs name says it all.â
âNew York Times bestselling author Karen Rose
âCompelling main characters and chilling villains elevate Debra Webbâs Faces of Evil series to the realm of high-intensity thrillers that readers wonât be able to resist.â
âNew York Times bestselling author CJ Lyons
âA well-crafted, and engrossing thriller. Debra Webb
has crafted a fine, twisting thriller to be savored and enjoyed.â
âNew York Times bestselling author Heather Graham on Traceless
âA steamy, provocative novel with deep, deadly secrets guaranteed to be worthy of your time.â
âFresh Fiction on Traceless
âDebra Webbâs best work yet. The gritty, edge-of-your-seat, white-knuckled thriller is peopled with tough, credible characters and a brilliant plot that will keep you guessing until the very end.â
âNew York Times bestselling author Cindy Gerard on Obsession
âInterspersed with fine-tuned suspense...the cliffhanger conclusion will leave readers eagerly anticipating future installments.â
âPublishers Weekly on Obsession
âWebb reaches into our deepest nightmares and pulls out a horrifying scenario. She delivers the ultimate villain.â
âRT Book Reviews on Dying to Play
One
Savannah, Georgia
Tuesday, October 25, 5:20 p.m.
Life had been difficult for Allison Cortland, particularly the past thirty-two years.
She stepped, one by one, out of her shoes. The grass was cold even with the setting sun doing all within its power to extend a little lingering warmth and light as it dropped behind the trees on this late October day. The task was an impossible one. There would never be enough light to chase away the cold, cold darkness encompassing Allisonâs small world.
Shouldering out of her jacket, she let it fall to the ground as she stared out over the still water. Her father-in-law had given Allison and her husband this lake house forty years ago as a wedding present. He claimed he had lost the desire to visit this special place after his wife died. Allison hadnât understood at the time. The water, the dense woods and the lovely cottage-style home were so peaceful, how could anyone not feel happy and serene here?
In time she had learned the harsh, painful truth that some losses could not be healed by anything in this big wide world.
The crisp breeze sent goose bumps spilling over her skin as she tossed her elegant silk blouse to the ground and reached for the side zipper of her trousers. Her husband often teased her about her obsession with beautiful clothes. Edward showered her with exquisite jewelry and she had always appreciated his generosity, yet there was something cold about jewels. Give her silk and cashmere any day.
But nothingâabsolutely nothingâtook that deep chill from her bones. Not once in these past thirty-two years had she felt truly warm. She lifted first one foot and then the other from the legs of her pants, leaving the light gray wool twisted on the grass. Reaching behind her, she unfastened her bra and let it fall. Her panties followed that same path. Her nipples stiffened in the cold air. Not even the many lovers she had discreetly taken over the years had been able to warm her.