Category: Mystery/Suspense Publisher: Wings ePress, Inc.
ISBN-10: 1597056403
Type: Fiction
Pages: 323
Copyright: April, 2009
ISBN-13: 9781597056403
Imagine you’re a young, female private investigator. Now imagine your life being turned upside down by someone who looks an awful lot like Humphrey Bogart.
Imagine you're a young, female P.I., it's late at night and you're watching the motel room of an errant husband. The angry wife shows up and blows your cover, and the husband comes after you. Now imagine that Humphrey Bogart comes to your rescue.
Sandi Webster's latest case begins with this scenario, and she continues to have "Bogey" sightings. No one will believe her until a woman is murdered at a party, and The Bogey Man comes strolling out of the restroom, walking the walk and talking the talk.
Excerpt
The phone rang. Without glancing up, I reached over and picked up the receiver.
“Webster Investigations. This is Sandi Webster. May I help you?”
“Sorry, wrong number.” The caller hung up.
Before turning back to the report I was writing, I glanced out of the office window and sucked in my breath.
It had been a week, and there he was again, walking right by my office just like he belonged on my street. Maybe he did. After all, this was Los Angeles.
He was wearing a tan trench coat and a brown Fedora with a black band, just like the other night. A cigarette hung out of the right side of his mouth.
My jaw dropped and I blinked several times. My imagination must be working overtime. No! I knew what I’d seen. Jumping out of my seat, I ran to the door and yanked it open. He was gone. I’d waited too long.
An old green 1940’s vintage Chevy was heading down the street. Was it the one I’d seen before? Did the driver have on a Fedora? I was too far away to see the license number, but what did it matter anyway?
My partner, Peter Goldberg, walked around the corner of the building from the parking lot. “What are you looking for?” He turned his head and followed my gaze.
“I, uh, saw someone walking by the office.”
“Yeah? So who was it?” Pete would never understand. I avoided looking up into his big brown eyes.
“Just… Someone.”
“Who?” Pete asked impatiently.
“It doesn’t matter. He’s gone now anyway.”
“Sandi, it does matter. You look like you saw a ghost.”
I sighed, my one big talent in life. “I think I did.” Turning, I walked back into the office.
Professional Reviews
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Marja McGraw has done it again. Get a cup of coffee, put your feet up and prepare to be entertained by her cast of characters. As usual, Sandi Webster, private investigator, seems to be around whenever rick Mason, a local homicide detective shows up at a murder scene. On top of that, someone is "dogging" her steps, as some would say -- someone who looks, dresses and talks like the late Humphrey Bogart. Sandi has two mysteries to solve. Who is the "Bogey Man" who's following her, and who committed the murder at the Halloween party she and her friends attended with some very interesting Hollywood types -- movie stars, agents, models, etc. Add to this her relationship with her menopausal mother and you have a great read.
-- Linda Roberts, Author of Curiosity Kills
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...I was glued to her (McGraw's) crisp writing with a constant dose of laughter, chills, goose bumps and intrigue. What else could you possibly need in a great mystery novel?
-- Larry Wonderling, Ph. D, Author of The Ultimate Evil
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