Heart of Ice (An Emily Kenyon Thriller)
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"Gregg Olsen is one of the best."--Allison Brennan
"Olsen brings his vast knowledge of the criminal mind
to the fictional stage."--Anne Frasier
Three bodies, three different towns. Each victim was a sorority girl--pretty, privileged, and brutally murdered. There are no fingerprints, no clues. He is scrupulously careful, craving those exquisite seconds when the light fades from his victim's eyes. But the rush never lasts, and the killing won't stop--not until one special woman has been made to suffer. . .
Praise for Gregg Olsen's Novels. . .
"Grabs you by the throat."
"Wickedly clever! Genuinely twisted."--Lisa Gardner
"As good as it gets."--Lee Child
"An irresistible page-turner."--Kevin O'Brien
whatever he thought best. It was like the second she married him, I had to make appointments to see her.? ?So he?s controlling,? Emily said. ?But what else? Was he abusive?? ?Not that I know of,? she said. ?I mean, he didn?t hit her. I know she?d never put up with that and I know she would have told me.? Emily searched Samantha?s worried eyes. ?You?re holding back on something.? ?I know you?re here for some big revelation, something that will give you a clue about what happened to her, where
stopped by the station.? Mitch Crawford?s eyes flashed. ?Oh, I see. After you?ve treated me like a freak and embarrassed me in front of my own staff, you want me to make nice? That?s just goddamn beautiful. Thanks to you and your careless insinuations, my own mother-in-law asked me what I did with Mandy.? Emily shook her head. ?I?m sorry. Sometimes people forget that you?re a victim here, too.? Most people would have seen the emptiness of Emily?s words, but there was no risk of that with Mitch
was a platinum band with a row of emeralds, Emily?s favorite stone. ?Will you be my wife?? He took the ring from the box and held it out to her. She pushed back a little. She was surprised that she hadn?t seen it coming. Not then. Not that night. ?I think so, but not now. Let?s wait until this case is over.? Chris looked a little hurt. He?d given it his best shot. She didn?t give the answer he imagined, but she hadn?t said no yet, either. ?All right,? he said, ?but I can?t wait forever.?
Back in her office, the sheriff glanced out the window as a city snowplow ambled back to the garage next to her office. The snow was so scant that the machine almost looked defeated. Like Emily. The news that Cary McConnell was back in her life had tied her stomach like a Nantucket knot. It was visceral. Sudden. And it bothered her. She didn?t like holding on to any negative feelings about Cary. Lurking in her consciousness was slow-burning worry that Cary and their past relationship could find
she didn?t have to lick her master there? Michael tried to talk to Maggie by sending messages from his brain, to hers. Bite him! Make him stop! Bark! Do something! Stupid dog! But Maggie sat there, almost smiling at what was happening. Please help me, he thought. Instead, she wagged her stub of a tail. Michael was sure the dog understood just what he was saying, just what Mr. Hansen was doing to him. The dog, he reasoned, was evil. The first time that Michael hurt Maggie was entirely by