Murder Mystery
Date to be Published: 10-04-2024
My Review
This was a good read. I love good detective characters and Leah Brewer has created one, Tammy. I enjoyed the idea of the main character being a homicide cop. While they do exist, there are not many suspenseful mysteries where the main cop is female.
This story had me sitting on the edge of my seat at times. Although
there were a few times this slowed down to me, overall there were other times I
couldn’t put it down.
Hope there are more Detective Tammy Sharp books.
When Atlanta Detective, Tammy Sharp's past collides with her present, it's a wild ride of bullets, broken hearts, and chilling mysteries.
In her hometown of Pocahontas, Arkansas, she faces not just her ex, Jace
Eubanks, but also a dangerous killer on the prowl.
With murders old and new intertwining, Tammy faces a choice: team up with her ex or let justice slip away.
As the clock ticks down to a sinister ultimatum, will Tammy outsmart the sociopath or fall prey to a deadly game of cat and mouse?
Read an excerpt below
About the Author
Leah Brewer writes all kinds of things.
Sometimes, she writes Christian Fiction (Seeds of Faith Series). Other times it’s Historical Fiction (Petunia 1949). Right now, it’s all about murder. The first novel in her Natural State Murder Mystery series, To Find a Killer, is set to release this October.
In 2019, after an Ovarian Cancer diagnosis, Leah decided to pursue her passion for writing. Being cancer-free, she now revels in her life as an author.
With an extensive 28-year career that encompasses diverse leadership roles in a Fortune 500 company, Leah brings an authentic perspective to her storytelling.
Contact Links
Facebook: @writingleahbrewer
Twitter: @leahlbrewerr
Instagram: @writingleahbrewer
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chapter one
IF THERE WAS ONE thing Tammy Gail Sharp had learned over the
past ten years as an Atlanta homicide detective, it was never to hesitate when
facing a killer. Then what would cause her to stand there like a fool instead
of pulling the trigger? Because Chip Reeker looked young enough to be her
child. The child she’d never have.
The basement in the home Chip shared with his grandmother
reminded Tammy of the sauna she frequented at the gym – tiny and hot enough to
melt a bucket of Rocky Road ice cream in seconds. Sweat clung to her scalp, and
she had no doubt her chestnut hair looked as greasy as Chip’s bleached blonde
locks.
His right hand shook as it clung to the pistol. His
open-mouth breathing caused his chest to move up and down. Despite his
bloodshot eyes, Chip’s round face almost looked angelic as his finger twitched
on the trigger of the 22-caliber pistol in his short, plump hand.
“There’s no need for anyone to get hurt,” Tammy said, her
eyes working to align with Chip’s. ”Your grandmother asked me to stop by to
talk to her.”
A tendon in Chip’s neck twitched before he adjusted his view
downward. “She was going to fill your head with lies.” The bulge of his throat rippled with every
swallow.
She didn’t want to
believe he’d shoot her. He hadn’t even been on her radar as a suspect in his
father’s murder – not with his solid alibi. Now that they’d made an arrest,
what could be the reason? And where was his grandmother?
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