Kindle Edition Download to your Nook (eBook) Amazon Barking Rain Press Category:  Mystery/Suspense Publisher: Barking Rain Press ISBN-10:  1935460641 Pages: 222 Copyright: Apr 8, 2013 ISBN-13: 9781935460640 When aspiring conductor Cressa Carraway arrives at her grandmother's resort home, she finds Gram dead. When Gram's best friend drowns in the same place, Cressa knows something sinister is at work in this idyllic setting. Excerpt Prologue Stinguendo: Dying away. (Ital.) What was that sound? A foot, snapping a twig in the woods? Ida knew she shouldn’t be swimming alone at night, but she’d been antsy all day. She needed to get her mind off Cressa's visit. Grace usually swam with her, but Grace had taken relatives to the Quad-City airport tonight. Besides, Ida was a strong swimmer. She knew every inch of Crescent Lake. And she thought she knew every sound. But there was that snap again. It prickled the hairs on her arms. She stopped stroking and listened, straining toward the trees on the opposite bank, just ahead. It didn't repeat. Must have been a night creature in the woods. A raccoon out foraging? Ida cupped her hands and pulled herself through the caress of the cool water, creating tiny ripples and almost no sound. The moon, a mere sliver tonight, lay a shining path across the silent ridges in the inky liquid. Bullfrogs boomed from the shallow end of the lake and the wind rattled the oak leaves on the shore. She neared the bank and stuck her toes into the soft mud, turned and stood waist deep for a moment before her return trip. The scent of the night woods was verdant, lush. She breathed in the familiar fishy smell of the dark water. There was that sound again--snap, then a footfall. She tried to whirl around as a dark form--Dear God--sprang with a splash from the darkness--grabbed her from behind, shoved her under the water. Ida clawed, scratched. Strong fingers pressed her down. Into the muck. Ground her face into the bottom. Her nose and mouth clogged with silt. No air. She twisted. Kicked. Her bare feet struck strong legs. Unmoving legs. She scratched, tried to pry the iron grip from her shoulders. It only tightened. Her arms went limp. Her legs stopped flailing. Those hands, always those strong hands, forced her down, into the mud. No air. No breath. Mud. Only mud. She knew this shadow, these hands. She stopped struggling. She was dying. Regret mingled with the peace that took over as she collapsed and gave up. Oh Cressa, my dear, dear Cressa.

Five Stars out of Five
“Five stars out of five! I strongly recommend putting this book on your summer reading list. It is the perfect book to read while sitting by the water.” — Lynn Farris, Examiner.com

Suspensefull and full of surprises!
“Suspenseful and full of surprises! Agatha-nominated writer Kaye George seamlessly combines an engaging heroine, an unusual setting, and a suspicious set of characters to create a truly satisfying read.” —Judy Dailey, author, Animal, Vegetable, Murder

Great characters!
“Great characters. A genuine page turner.” — Marilyn Levinson, author, Twin Lakes Mystery series