Tuesday, March 4, 2014

Twelve to Murder by Lauren Carr: Tens List and Excerpt


 



Ten Reason You Need  Mystery Writer for a Friend

Guest Blog by Lauren Carr

·        If you’re ever locked out of your home, your mystery author friend will know best how to break in.

·        Who better to show you where best to conceal a weapon?

·        At Pampered Chef’s parties, murder mystery writers are very handy in detailing what kitchen utensils make the best weapons for use in self-defense … just in case your family launches a coup after serving them your world infamous tuna casserole once too often.

·        Mystery authors are less sappy than Romance authors. Mystery writers don’t hug as much. That isn’t because they’re standoffish. It’s because they don’t want you to detect they’re concealed weapons. (When one hugs you, most likely it’s not a hug as much as a pat down.) Since mystery writers don’t hug, this means they don’t spread as many germs and you’re less likely to catch a cold.

·        Mystery authors are more exciting. They are the only friends able to plot out your murder and list your friends and family as suspects in order of degree of interest when you’re fifteen minutes late for lunch. (If your friend reveals that the babysitter did it, you may want to take a closer look at the sitter’s text messages.)

·        During those paranoid moments when you think your next door neighbor is a mob assassin because he has been acting suspicious, your mystery writing buddy is the one friend you can count on to not only support your belief, but break into his house to illegally search it for proof. Of course, you can depend on your friend to bring the lock pick kit and know how to use it. (Don’t ask her how she knows how to use it. She could tell you, but then she would have to kill you.)

·        If your spouse leaves you for another woman, your mystery author friend can advise you on how to fake your death and make it look like he killed you so that he will spend the rest of his life in jail for what he did. She’ll also be a big help in getting you a new identity to start your new life.

·        Your mystery author friend is more than happy to run a background check on that new mate you met online.

·        On that first date, you can count on your mystery writing friend to tail you and your date all evening to make sure you don’t end up in a plot for her latest book … whether you want her to or not.

·        We know what countries don’t have extradition.

So make a Mystery Writing friend today! I’d love to make your acquaintances at any of my sites:

Website:  http://mysterylady.net/
                   
http://acornbookservices.com/
 

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About the Author: 
Lauren Carr is the best-selling author of the Mac Faraday Mysteries, which takes place in Deep Creek Lake, Maryland. Twelve to Murder is the seventh installment in the Mac Faraday Mystery series.  
In addition to her series set on Deep Creek Lake, Lauren Carr has also written the Lovers in Crime Mysteries, which features prosecutor Joshua Thornton with homicide detective Cameron Gates, who were introduced in Shades of Murder, the third book in the Mac Faraday Mysteries. They also make an appearance in The Lady Who Cried Murder. Dead on Ice (A Lovers in Crime Mystery) was released September 2012. The second installment, Real Murder will be out in 2014. 
The owner of Acorn Book Services, Lauren is also a publishing manager, consultant, editor, cover and layout designer, and marketing agent for independent authors. This year, several books, over a variety of genre, written by independent authors will be released through the management of Acorn Book Services, which is currently accepting submissions. Visit Acorn Book Services website for more information. 
Lauren is a popular speaker who has made appearances at schools, youth groups, and on author panels at conventions. She also passes on what she has learned in her years of writing and publishing by conducting workshops and teaching in community education classes.
She lives with her husband, son, and three dogs on a mountain in Harpers Ferry, WV.
 Visit her author website at www.mysterylady.net.
 
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Title: Twelve to Murder
Author: Lauren Carr
Publisher: Acorn Book Services
Genre: Mystery
Format: eBook

Purchase at AMAZON
Two people are brutally murdered in their summer place on Deep Creek Lake. Suspected of the murders, former child star and one-time teenybopper idol Lenny Frost takes innocent bystanders hostage in a local pub and demands that Mac Faraday find the killer. Can Mac save the hostages and himself from the wrath of the enraged has-been by piecing together the clues in less than twelve hours, or will it be a fatal last call at the stroke of midnight?
 
Book Excerpt:
 
Stillman Mansion on Deep Creek Lake, Maryland
Sunday: 6:12 am
 
Austin is back this year,” Olivia said in rhythm with the pace she had set for her power walk.   
Two paces behind his wife, Roland took note of the white stone mansion along the chilly lakeshore. The mansion looked closed up. All was quiet, as it was with many of the estates along the lake in the early spring. With each passing day, the quiet was giving way to the snowbirds came in to roost at their summer homes in the resort town of Spencer, located in the corner of Deep Creek Lake in western Maryland.
As the middle aged athletic couple walked briskly on the running trail along the lake, they noted that that mansion was quiet. The only tell-tale sign of change from its winter hibernation was the yacht on the dock in the back. It had not been there the morning before.
“I wonder if Janice will be throwing her week long Fourth of July bash with all her has-been clients this year?” Roland asked.
“I can tell you right now that I’m not going if that loser Lenny is here.” Feeling her heartbeat slowing down, she picked up her pace.
 “Come on,” her husband said with a laugh, “Lenny Frost isn’t that bad. He’s really kind of funny.”
“He’s crude,” she shot over her shoulder at him.
He was going to respond that he felt sorry for the least popular of Janice Stillman’s former celebrity client when a black Porsche almost hit the couple rushing pass them and turning sharply into the driveway of the white mansion.
“Do you two ever take a break?” the young man shouted at them when he threw open the door and climbed out of the sports car.
“Never,” Olivia answered with a frown at Derrick Stillman’s apparent lack of self-discipline displayed in the slight stagger in his pace, and clearly having slept in his clothes, or maybe not slept in them, but clearly having worn them the day before judging by their wrinkled and disheveled appearance.
“Well, you can work-out for me, too.”
“Party last night?” Roland asked.
  “Date.” Derrick ran his fingers through his dark curly hair. “I was going to come in yesterday with my folks, but when I met Maddie the other day—“ He let out a cocky laugh. “Well, you know how it is.”
“I can imagine,” Olivia said in a bland tone.
“She’s got a body to die for and she’s crazy about me.” With a swagger in his walk, he made his way to the front door.
“Come along, Roland,” Olivia ordered.
The couple continued on their way. They had only made it to the other end of the property before Derrick’s screams stopped them. The young man was running out the front door and dropped to his knees in the yard when they made it back to the driveway.
Olivia rushed over to the young man, who had his face buried in his hands. “Cliff, what’s wrong?”
Shrieking, the young man pointed to the door.
Roland ran inside.
“What happened, Derrick?” she demanded to know. “What’s going on? What’s in there?”
His face white, Roland came running back outside.
Olivia’s heartbeat was racing. “Roland …”
“They’re dead,” he said in a panicked tone while taking his cell phone out of his pocket. “Both of them. Janice and Austin. I can’t believe this would happen here … in Spencer.”
“Who—“ she asked with tears in her eyes.
“Janice wrote something in her blood—” He stopped to turn his attention to the cell phone. “I’d like to report two murders.”
“Her killer,” Derrick spat out. “I saw it, too. Lenny. Why else would Mom have written out his name in her blood while she was dying? Lenny Frost did it. He killed my parents.”
 

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1 comment:

Lauren Carr said...

Thank you so much, Laurie, for spotlighting Twelve to Murder on your site today!