Deep South Trouble: A Mystery Novel (Appalachian Mountain Mysteries)

"A real grabber! Like a rafting trip I took on the Tieton River near Mt. Ranier. The minute we got in the raft, the river pulled us swiftly away. Same with this book—pulled me right in. Riveting!” ~J. Capella Laurel Falls, N.C., October, 2016: I kept asking myself if I should’ve seen all that trouble coming my way. But the answer was always no. No shivers, no belly ache, no bad feelings. Even Mollie, her head hanging out the truck window, missed any signs of danger. We’d just come home from a long trip to see friends. Everything looked right as I pulled up the drive—I felt a tug in my chest when I saw the house hadn’t burned down, the fall garden hadn’t dried up, and the chickens were walking through the yard, looking for bugs right on schedule. When I unlocked the front door and stepped inside, that was when I knew something was wrong. Even before I saw the man. Holding a gun on me. Oh, let me tell you, it went from bad to even worse. From there I found myself chasing round Atlanta, Georgia, looking for the reason all that sorrow had landed on my doorstep.