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For a sneak peek at the third book, Found Art, turn the page.
Excerpt from Found Art
I jerked awake, and lay there, not breathing, listening, trying to determine what had made my heart race. It was too dark for Abby to be home. I looked at my watch. 3:20 a.m. I heard a stealthy sound in another room, not one I recognized. I stiffened. Another sound, like something being moved on the carpeted floor, then soft footsteps. I looked toward the door, but I’d closed it the night before. I thought a tiny gleam of light flickered momentarily at the crack beneath the door.
Reaching out with my right hand, very carefully in the moonlight I picked up my cell phone from the nightstand. Star-two.
The dispatcher was loud in my ear.
“This is Captain Larson,” I said quietly. “I’ve got a burglary in progress at my house. Send a unit here immediately, please.”
“Yes, Captain.” A pause. “137 Van Cleeve Lane?”
“Yes.” I put the phone down and sat up on the edge of the bed. Jennifer slept on. No time for clothes. I had on a pair of boxer shorts. I heard another sound, and I thought it was in the study, where our computers were. I stood up slowly, willing the bed not to creak. It didn’t. I went quietly across the rug to the dresser. I could just make out my gear, where I laid it out every night. Badge, handcuffs, keys, gun. I drew my Beretta from the holster, then tiptoed to the door.
I listened. Muffled sounds. Slowly, I turned the knob. I thought the tiny noise I caused could be heard throughout the house, but nothing changed. I began to draw the door in toward me. When it was open a crack, I looked out into the sunroom. It was dark. I had drawn the drapes over the patio door. I waited while my eyes adjusted, absorbing every smidgen of available light.
Another sound, this time from the living room. I waited. I thought I heard a low voice, but I wasn’t sure. Someone walked away, from the living room, through the study, into the kitchen. By looking out through the sunroom toward the kitchen, I could see a beam of light, and a shape moving toward the entry. But someone still moved stealthily in the living room. Still I waited. The unit should arrive soon.
The person came back through the kitchen, and instead of turning into the study, shined his light into the sunroom. I ducked back beyond the door frame. The beam of light swept around the room outside. Across from me, I could see the doorway between the sunroom and the living room, and suddenly a dark bulk obscured it.
“Anything in here?” The whisper was so loud I jumped. They were both in the sunroom. Could they possibly not know there was a bedroom so near? They thought the family was asleep upstairs. The add-on master bedroom wasn’t in their plan.
I braced myself. They were shining a flashlight on Jennifer’s Van Gogh.
“Want that?” asked one.
“Nah, it’s a fake.”
Their backs were toward me.
I pulled the door open and dropped to one knee.
“Police! Freeze!”
The one nearest me whipped around, and his gun barrel gleamed. I got one round off and dodged behind the door frame. Three bullets went past me, into the door and the room beyond.
Jennifer jerked upright on the bed.
“Get down!” I cried.
She dove over the side of the bed, onto the rug.
End of Excerpt
To continue this story, look for the book, Found Art, publishing date spring, 2017.
Turn the page for discussion questions
Discussion questions for Fort Point
for Book Clubs and other groups
Harvey loves getting a new case, but feels conflicted over that, since it usually means someone has suffered a tragedy. How does he temper his excitement and ability to compile the evidence and slice to the truth with his innate compassion?
Harvey and Jennifer do some mild bickering over the wedding details, and this causes Jennifer some grief. She can’t take any disagreement lightly. How does Harvey handle this? What could he do to help Jennifer lighten up? And do you think wedding cakes should be chocolate?
The new house practically falls into Harvey and Jennifer’s laps. It seems almost too easy to Harvey. Why can he be confident that it will work out? Jennifer is afraid they’ll go into debt or that she’ll kill the roses. What do Harvey and Mr. Bailey do to reassure her?
As soon as Mike returns, Harvey begs him for help on the case, and Mike refuses? Why? The next day, Mike practically begs to get in on the field work. Why?
Do you think Mike will be a good police chief? Why does Sharon go along with his promotion when she clearly doesn’t want him to take it?
Harvey also vacillates on whether or not to accept a promotion. He likes their unit the way it is. When change becomes inevitable, he bows to it. What would you tell the man who carries around the key to his old car that blew up in Book 1?
Jennifer nearly loses it in the 24 hours before the wedding, when the arrangements get out of hand. We’ve seen her fearful before, but not hysterical. Who’s to blame for the chaos? Who helps smooth things out?
Despite their earlier discussion, Harvey wears his holster and badge under his tuxedo at the wedding. Is he really that insecure? Should Jennifer be angry?
Should the detectives call their wives before they go into a high-risk situation?
Who do you vote for as the future Mrs. Eddie Thibodeau—Sarah, Leeanne, Abby, or someone else? You’ll have to keep reading the Maine Justice Series to find out who finally takes him to the altar, but we’ll have a lot of fun getting there, and maybe a few tears and headaches.
More of SUSAN PAGE DAVIS’S Mystery and Suspense books that you might enjoy:
The Saboteur
The Frasier Island Series:
Frasier Island
Finding Marie
Inside Story
Just Cause
Witness
On a Killer's Trail
Hearts in the Crosshairs
What a Picture’s Worth
The Mainely Mysteries Series (coauthored by Susan's daughter, Megan Elaine Davis)
Homicide at Blue Heron Lake
Treasure at Blue Heron Lake
Impostors at Blue Heron Lake
Trail to Justice
Tearoom Mysteries (from Guideposts, books written by several authors)
Tearoom for Two
Trouble Brewing
A selection of Susan’s Historical Novels:
Echo Canyon (set in 1860)
River Rest (set in 1918)
My Heart Belongs in the Superstition Mountains (set in 1866)
The Crimson Cipher (set in 1915)
The Outlaw Takes a Bride (western)
Mrs. Mayberry Meets Her Match
The Seafaring Women of the Vera B. (Co-authored with Susan’s son James S. Davis)
The Ladies' Shooting Club Series (westerns)
The Sheriff's Surrender
The Gunsmith's Gallantry
The Blacksmith's Bravery
Captive Trail (western)
Cowgirl Trail (western)
Heart of a Cowboy (western collection)
The Prairie Dreams series (set in the 1850s)
The Lady’s Maid
Lady Anne’s Quest
A Lady in the Making
Maine Brides (set in 1720, 1820, and 1895)
The Prisoner’s Wife
The Castaway’s Bride
The Lumberjack’s Lady
Mountain Christmas Brides
Seven Brides for Seven Texans
See all of her books at www.susanpagedavis.com.
About the author: Susan Page Davis is the author of more than seventy published novels. She’s a two-time winner of the Inspirational Readers’ Choice Award and the Will Rogers Medallion, and also a winner of the Carol Award and a finalist in the WILLA Literary Awards. A Maine native, she now lives in Kentucky. Visit her website at: www.susanpagedavis.com , where you can see all her books, sign up for h
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