LIGHT AND DARKNESS
Book Three of the Darkness Small Town Suspense Series
Some wounds never heal.
Some hunters never quit.
Some truths can get you killed.
When a woman's body is found in the Sierra Nevadas, Sheriff Izzy Llewellyn's investigation is complicated by unwelcome FBI interference and evidence pointing to local doctor Cole Barrow—the one man she's learned to trust. But in a town called Darkness, nothing is quite what it seems...
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Light and Darkness
Sheriff Izar "Izzy" Llewellyn is growing into her role in Darkness, California, but now faces a contentious special election. The last thing she needs is a dead body high in the Sierra Nevadas, or the FBI agents who sweep into her small town, bringing painful reminders of the career—and life—she left behind.
When evidence in the case points to local doctor Cole Barrow, Izzy's personal and professional lives collide. Her instincts tell her Cole is innocent, but the FBI sees an open-and-shut case. As a former agent herself, Izzy knows how quickly they'll move to make an arrest—and how blind they can be once they've settled on a suspect.
With a second woman missing and time running out, Izzy must navigate treacherous mountain peaks and even more dangerous human nature to uncover the truth. But in a town called Darkness, shining a light on buried secrets can be deadly...
Light and Darkness is a gripping small town suspense that will keep you on the edge of your seat until the final page.
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I love Izzy Llewellyn. She's new favorite cop.
Early reader
It's a gripping thriller and I love the romantic angle too. Not overdone, but Izzy and Cole's relationship give this story real depth.
early reader
Female lead-check. Small town suspense-check. Hunky love interest-check. What's not to love here?
early reader
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Chapter 01
Special Agent Izzy Llewellyn’s breath frosted in front of her face as she crouched behind a stack of wooden pallets and glanced around the desolate warehouse district, her fingers flexing around the grip of her Glock 19.
This was no Hallmark card. The snow was black and littered with mounds of exploded garbage bags. The organic matter spilling across the sidewalk should have smelled terrible, but the bitter wind whipping in off the Hudson River had mercifully incapacitated Izzy’s olfactory sense completely.
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