Leave No Stone Unturned (A Lexie Starr Mystery, Book 1)
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Lexie Starr, a widowed library assistant, accidently discovers her new son-in-law, Clay Pitt, may be guilty of murdering his first wife.
Then Lexie's daughter, Wendy, is abducted.
Vowing to bring Wendy home and unravel the truth about Clay, Lexie comes face-to-face with Clay’s psychotic mother, a foul-mouthed parrot, a bad-tempered detective, a feisty old B&B proprietor, and a potential suitor.
"...rapidly paced, tongue-in-cheek humor provides plenty
of laugh-out-loud moments." ~Booklist
"Begins with a bang and ends on just the right note." ~Library Journal Review
THE LEXIE STARR MYSTERIES, in series order
Leave No Stone Unturned
The Extinguished Guest
With This Ring
The Spirit of the Season - a holiday novella
THE RIPPLE EFFECT MYSTERIES
A Rip Roaring Good Time
OTHER TITLES by Jeanne Glidewell
Soul Survivor (A Novel of Suspense)
ABOUT JEANNE GLIDEWELL:
A pancreas/kidney transplant recipient, Jeanne lives in Kansas, with her husband and chubby cat. When Jeanne isn't writing, she's promoting organ donation and stalking wildlife with her camera.
possibly be of some assistance to you in your investigation. For the sake of my article, of course. Like you said, it would be advantageous to both of us to solve this case." For someone who couldn't smile, he could laugh quite loud. He acted as if I'd just offered to help him cure cancer, or create world peace. I didn't see any humor in my comment at all. I disliked this man more intensely with each second that passed. "What I meant to say was, if you could give me what information you have,
"I would've thought he'd use that alibi as the lesser of two evils, but then again, he was training at the police academy, and I imagine they frown if their cadets are arrested for any reason." "Clay wasn't alone, either. Someone else had to have been there to take this photo of him with the dead moose. They're Jake's photos, so I'd say it was obviously Jake. Could Jake have been an accessory to the murder of Clay's wife? If someone like Clay needed assistance in disposing of a wife and unborn
full of bacon, French toast, and scrambled eggs. It looked and smelled delicious, and I found myself suddenly extremely hungry. Now this is what I'd had in mind from the beginning! "Would ya like some breakfast this morning?" Harriet asked me. "Yes, ma'am, I would love breakfast this morning," I answered with feeling. My mouth was watering in anticipation as I gazed at Stone's plate. "That looks wonderful. It smelled so good it actually woke me up." I saw Harriet glance up at the clock above
pocket and jotted down notes while he asked us questions about Clayton and Wendy. Then he pulled out a radio and called for an APB on Wendy. I described my daughter as best I could and showed Ron several photos from my wallet. He chose the most recent one to take with him so he could have fliers printed and distributed. I began to have a higher opinion of my former nemesis and was glad that Ron and I were now on the same side. When Stone helped me to my feet I remembered the shiny object still
Stone's, was his smile. He had a broad smile highlighted by straight, white teeth. Andy's only apparent imperfection was a scar running diagonally through his left eyebrow. Stone had told me the scar was the result of a playground accident when Andy was seven. Somehow the scar only seemed to add character to his tanned, strong-featured face. Andy seemed to sense I was studying him as he handled the controls. He turned around in the pilot's seat and smiled at me. He tried to comfort me like he