By Sue Henry
A number of award-winning writer Sue Henry takes us into the guts of America's final frontier with a gripping story of suspense set in a rugged land that appeals to the adventurous and powerful ... and to people who are attracted to darkness. Famed Alaskan "musher" Jessie Arnold thinks she's ultimately positioned her darkish prior at the back of her. however the excavations on her new cabin unearth a decades-old skeleton entombed in a crumbling basement wall -- besides a butterfly pendant necklace worn through the alleged sufferer of a brutal serial slayer who preyed on sector girls 20 years previous. Pulled once again right into a homicide research opposed to her will, Jessie fears a grim, half-forgotten nightmare has been reborn. For, during this stark and lonely position, within the first days of the all-too-brief Alaskan summer time, one other girl has disappeared with out a hint. The symptoms recommend the unthinkable: an insatiable human monster has again. And the clues she's uncovering trace that Jessie Arnold might be his subsequent sufferer.
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Becker removed the western hat and hung it up before sitting at the table. Jessie handed him a cold bottle of Killian’s from the refrigerator and, pouring herself a splash of the Irish whiskey, settled across the table from him. After raising her arms behind her head to stretch her back and shoulders, she leaned both elbows on the table, took a sip of the Jameson’s and sighed. “They ran me a merry chase. ” Reaching, she took the small green bud vase and stripped off the paper to reveal a single red rosebud, standing tall and just beginning to open.
His grin was full of mischief. Jessie felt herself flush and glanced at her watch to 48 SUE HENRY hide her unexpected reaction to his teasing. Six-thirty: too late to call the florist. “Well, it’s a treat, whoever sent it. ” Becker took a long swallow of his beer, then reached to pull some folded pages from the pocket of the jacket he had tossed in a chair. As he smoothed them open on the table, Jessie pushed the rose and vase aside and leaned forward to look. ” “Yes. Thought you’d like to know what John found.
As she watched the gray evening shadows steal color from the new green of the birch leaves, she was reminded that in about a week, the summer solstice would swing the year on its hinges again and the days would begin to shorten toward winter. From somewhere among the trees, a hint of wood smoke drifted in on a breath of breeze that whispered through the birch leaves—her neighbor taking comfort from the cool night air in the glow of a fire. The dog yard was quiet, all her mutts comfortably settled for the night.
Cold Company: An Alaska Mystery by Sue Henry