Executive Privilege (Dana Cutler Series)
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When private detective Dana Cutler is hired to follow college student Charlotte Walsh, she never imagines the trail will lead to the White House. But the morning after Walsh's clandestine meeting with Christopher Farrington, President of the United States, the pretty young coed is dead—the latest victim, apparently, of a fiend dubbed "the D.C. Ripper."
A junior associate in an Oregon law firm, Brad Miller is stunned by the death row revelations of convicted serial killer Clarence Little. Though Little accepts responsibility for a string of gruesome murders, he swears he was framed for one of them: the death of a teenaged babysitter who worked for then-governor Farrington.
Suddenly nowhere in America is safe for a small-time private eye and a fledgling lawyer who possess terrifying evidence that suggests the unthinkable: that someone at the very highest level of government, perhaps the president himself, is a cold and brutal killer.
under your glass.” Carrie looked down. Sure enough, a playing card was facedown on the table underneath the glass that held the remnants of her bourbon. She turned it over. Benedict grinned from ear to ear while Carrie stared dumbfounded at the seven of hearts. “How did you do that?” she asked. Her speech was suddenly slurred. “A magician never tells how he did a trick. But I’ll show you another one.” Carrie closed her eyes and leaned back. She looked pale. “Are you okay?” Benedict asked.
her head in disgust. “Don’t yank my chain if you want the pictures. You’re on a first-name basis with every powerful politician in the administration, including the attorney general, and the president is his boss.” “What assurance do I have that you won’t take the money and sell the pictures anyway?” “Dale, my primary goal is not to get a million dollars; it’s to live to spend it. The president can have me killed anytime the spirit moves him. I want Farrington to have a reason to forget about
probably a wild goose chase, and I know you’re anxious to get back to work, so let me get to the point. A few nights ago, you two responded to a 911 call about a shooting at an apartment house on Wisconsin Avenue.” Both men stiffened as soon as she mentioned the address. “What about it?” Brassos asked, keeping his tone neutral. Maggie took out a copy of the police report Brassos had written after the incident. She pretended to check something in it. “You talked to an Alma Goetz?” Brassos
Clarence Little, ma’am. I was assigned his appeal in the Ninth Circuit from a denial of habeas corpus.” The blood drained from Erickson’s face. “We have reason to believe that Mr. Little may not have been responsible for your daughter’s death,” Brad blurted out, afraid that Erickson was going to shut the door in his face. “Who sent you?” Erickson asked, her voice trembling. “Reed, Briggs,” Brad said as he handed her his card. “I just have a few questions I wanted to ask you about your
by using the Ripper MO when he murdered Charlotte Walsh. “Fascinating,” Dana said when Brad finished. “I’ve come to the same conclusion.” “You have?” “I came at the problem from a different direction, but I think it’s significant that we both arrived at the same place.” Curiosity replaced fear as Brad’s dominant emotion. “Why the melodrama?” he asked. “Breaking and entering, and holding me at gunpoint.” “There have been several attempts on my life, so meeting in public places during the day