Disturbing echoes of a Charles Manson massacre disrupt a quiet Birmingham suburb…and a missing child is the only witness. Deputy Chief Jess Harris puts everything on the line when her key suspect is one of Birmingham’s finest. With a killer now focused on her, she must find the missing witness and the truth before it’s too late for them both.
About Debra: Born in Alabama, Debra Webb wrote her first story at age nine and her first romance at thirteen. It wasn’t until she spent three years working for the military behind the Iron Curtain—and a five-year stint with NASA—that she realized her true calling. A collision course between suspense and romance was set. Since then she has penned nearly 100 novels including her internationally bestselling Colby Agency series. Her debut romantic thriller series, Faces of Evil, propelled Debra to the top of the bestselling charts, including USA Today, for an unparalleled twenty-four weeks and garnered critical acclaim from reviewers and readers alike. Don’t miss a single installment of this fascinating and chilling series!
Top 5 Items Needed to Catch a Killer
As you know, Jess carries her big black leather bag everywhere she goes. She would be lost without it! Inside that bag are a few things she uses to track down the heinous killers in her cases.
1. Glock 23 service pistol. (A good cop is always prepared.)
2. Eyeglasses. (Some aspects of being over forty are inconvenient.)
3. Cell phone. (Even the best has to call for backup occasionally.)
4. Pad and pencil. (Jess prefers the old fashioned way of taking notes.)
5. Bag of M&Ms. (She does her best work with a bag of chocolate as a sounding board.)
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Here’s a little teaser from Rage:
The light was back.
It was real bright.
It hurt Devon’s eyes.
He was so hungry. The angel had given him a drink and some bites of sandwich last time the light came. But that was a long time ago.
His belly growled as the light got closer. He knew he should be scared but he was too tired.
He didn’t know how long he’d been in this dark place but it felt like a real long time.
His sister had probably quit looking for him by now. She was prob’ly sad.
He’d heard the kids crying again. Heard the yelling. Once when he woke up he thought he heard the blond lady cop talking but he prob’ly dreamed it.
The angel put the light down on the ground by Devon’s feet. He heard a tearing sound. More tape, he was pretty sure. He blinked. Tried so see but his eyes wouldn’t work good. The light made them hurt. More of that yucky tape was stuck to his face. This time over his eyes.
He didn’t like it but he couldn’t say anything with tape over his mouth too. He was pretty sure it wouldn’t matter anyway.
He felt his body moving. The angel was pulling at his arms. Dragging him. Where were they going? Was the angel taking him home?
Maybe he was going to heaven. Tears made his eyes sting. He didn’t want to go…he wanted his sister.
Devon went inside himself.