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A Lorena McGee Mystery: Justice for Daddy's Little Girl
A Lorena McGee Mystery: Justice for Daddy's Little Girl
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A NEW LORENA MCGEE MYSTERY
In this second “quirky Southern” mystery series, Lorena McGee, newly appointed Coroner of Colquitt County, Georgia, has not one but two mysteries to solve. Who cruelly assaulted an innocent eleven-year-old girl and caused her death? And who on earth is digging up the fresh graves in McGee’s cemetery? Readers will quickly learn that Lorena’s struggles to unravel these heinous crimes will place her in grave danger.
FROM THE BOOK
Lorena drew her sweater closer, thrusting her arms into the sleeves, tucking her fists into the pockets. A long shiver shook her slight frame. The hair on the back of her neck bristled a warning. She turned, eyes wide, searching the underbrush for whatever had alerted her body to danger. As she turned, a rough bag dropped over her head. She screamed and flailed her arms, fighting to back out of the smelly bag. It scratched her face. She gagged, struggled to claw free. Moments later, something hard hit the back of her head. Inside the suffocating bag, stars flashed. She felt herself sag. Darkness descended before she hit the ground.
“I’m dead,” she thought.
In this second “quirky Southern” mystery series, Lorena McGee, newly appointed Coroner of Colquitt County, Georgia, has not one but two mysteries to solve. Who cruelly assaulted an innocent eleven-year-old girl and caused her death? And who on earth is digging up the fresh graves in McGee’s cemetery? Readers will quickly learn that Lorena’s struggles to unravel these heinous crimes will place her in grave danger.
FROM THE BOOK
Lorena drew her sweater closer, thrusting her arms into the sleeves, tucking her fists into the pockets. A long shiver shook her slight frame. The hair on the back of her neck bristled a warning. She turned, eyes wide, searching the underbrush for whatever had alerted her body to danger. As she turned, a rough bag dropped over her head. She screamed and flailed her arms, fighting to back out of the smelly bag. It scratched her face. She gagged, struggled to claw free. Moments later, something hard hit the back of her head. Inside the suffocating bag, stars flashed. She felt herself sag. Darkness descended before she hit the ground.
“I’m dead,” she thought.
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