Saving Grace: A Katie Romantic Mystery (What Doesn't Kill You, Book 1)

By Pamela Fagan Hutchins

Katie Connell is a high-strung lawyer whose sloppy consuming conduct and stunted love lifestyles collide hilariously in a doomed big name case in Dallas. while she flees Texas for the Caribbean, Katie escapes expert humiliation, a damaged middle, and a depraved Bloody Mary behavior, yet she trades one set of difficulties for an additional whilst she starts off to enquire the suspicious deaths of her mom and dad at the island of St. Marcos. She’s bewitched through the voodoo spirit of an deserted residence within the rainforest and discovers that she’s as a lot a chance to herself because the island’s undesirable men are. because the worst of her worlds collide, Katie drags herself again to the courthouse to protect her new pal Ava, an island neighborhood accused of stabbing the senator she’s been sound asleep with.

Pamela Fagan Hutchins, a former lawyer and local Texan, lived within the U.S. Virgin Islands for almost ten years. She refuses to confess to taking notes for this novel in the course of that point.

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Past due within the night, i eventually pointed out the identify nobody had uttered all day. “If Nick asks the place i'm, please supply him the sanitized model. ” Emily was once sitting at a barstool, and that i was once status around the counter in my kitchen. She leaned towards me. “Don’t even pass there. Nick has acted like friggin’ Heathcliff to you ever because Shreveport. Come on, lady. allow it cross. ” i used to be getting loads of veiled messages this present day. This one was once “he’s simply now not that into you. ” Ouch, yet she was once correct. yet might I depart my emotions approximately him the following and actually burst off to St. Marcos with a transparent head? I tossed and grew to become in my mattress all evening, buffeted among photos of my mom and dad and Nick. bankruptcy 5 “Please flip off and stow away all digital units at this time,” got here the voice of the flight attendant over American airways’ P. A. procedure. Crap. i used to be writing an e-mail to Emily promising her a rib-eye dinner from Del Frisco’s, my deal with, if she’d eliminate the leftover sushi from my fridge, yet I had sufficient time to hit ship. I had tucked myself into my first class improve seat to be able to St. Marcos with my necessities round me: passport, purple Vaio machine, iPhone in its zebra-print Otter field. i do know Dell and Blackberry are the applied sciences of selection for many legal professionals, yet I loved to flatter myself that i used to be in contrast to all people else. after all, in recent times i used to be residing as much as the worst of the legal professional stereotypes: the hard-drinking one. undesirable on me. the e-mail I’d despatched the day gone by to my non-work neighbors defined my unexpected disappearance as a holiday. they can photo me sipping piña coladas at the seashore and dancing the nights away to calypso tune with a gorgeous West Indian guy, getting my groove again like Stella. Emily could look after the same paintings assertion for me this morning. talking of West Indian males, the marginally paunchy one subsequent to me in top quality was once attempting to learn my display. I became it farther clear of him. the place have been his first class manners, besides? I became my recognition again to my electronic mail. Shouldn’t I inform Nick myself? probably he had acted Heathcliff-ish, yet up till Shreveport, i'd have despatched him a flirty notice approximately my journey. If he disappeared, i might need to know why. Ipso facto, wouldn’t he? below the grip of this common sense lapse, I shot off a brief e mail to him. To: nick. kovacs@haileyhart. com From: katie. connell@haileyhart. com topic: shuttle Nick: i'm letting you recognize, at the off likelihood you spot I’m long past, that I’m on a Caribbean holiday. again in per week. Emily will shepherd my situations whereas i'm out. And Nick, i'm sorry. For every little thing. Katie I had promised him I’d inform him the reality from Shreveport ahead. good, i used to be in most cases sincere, simply because this used to be type of a holiday. I closed my eyes with my finger on ship, wavering. “Ma’am, you’ll need to flip that off and positioned it away now. ” The gray-haired flight attendant leaned down, a taut smile on her face. How she needs to hate repeating these phrases persistently and over every day to humans like me who could lie, cheat, and thieve to sneak a couple of extra priceless seconds of airtime ahead of takeoff.

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