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Title: Final Exit, Martha’s Vineyard Murders, Book Four
Author: Raemi A. Ray
Genre: Mystery
Publisher: Tule Publishing
Book Blurb:
Careful what you wish for…
Winter has settled over the island of Martha’s Vineyard, and newspaper columnist Kyra Gibson is relieved when her partner, forensic profiler Tarek Collins, returns home. As a birthday surprise, she arranges a meet and greet with the hosts of his favorite true-crime podcast while they’re on island to investigate a notorious cold case.
Forty years ago, a beautiful young actress was brutally murdered and her enigmatic bunkmate disappeared from the prestigious Oak Bluffs summer theater camp. Nothing about the podcasters’ attitude, their lack of preparation, or disdain for the island makes sense. When they disappear, leaving behind a bloody mess, Kyra and Tarek are ensnared in a decades-long web of intrigue. To find the podcasters, they must untangle the historic crime, but someone wants to keep the case cold. Someone willing to kill.
Every islander holds tight to their secrets, and each question leads down a dark and twisted path. When a lead draws Tarek off the island, Kyra embarks on a perilous rescue before the final curtain claims them both.
Excerpt:
It wasn’t as dark upstairs. Many of the rooms’ doors were open or missing, letting in the early afternoon light. They crept down the hallway, pausing at each door, so Marjorie and Kelsey could take a peek inside. Alvin and Kent stood aside as the podcasters stuck their heads in, made an idle comment, and motioned for them to proceed.
By the third room, it became clear to Kyra that Marjorie and Kelsey weren’t interested in seeing or searching the dorm rooms.
When Marjorie caught Kyra watching her, she shrugged. “What? They’re all the same.”
It wasn’t quite true. The rooms were identical but for their state of ruin. Some still contained furniture, beds, or dressers turned on their sides. Others were empty. Some had walls, and in others the plaster had collapsed or rotted away. But collectively, Kyra got a decent picture of what the double occupancy rooms would have been like.
They stopped at the doorway of one of the middle rooms, but when Marjorie and Kelsey moved to the next, Kyra stepped inside for a better view. It had been cleaned out and was empty, or as clean and empty as a room that’d been abandoned for decades with a blown-out window could be.
The carpet had rotted away in places and the subfloor below was dipped and bowed with rot. With each step she took farther into the room, the floor groaned.
“Termites, I’d wager,” Alvin said with a grating cheerfulness. “The Martha’s Vineyard Community Council and the local historical society wanted us to salvage as much of the old timber as we could.” He kicked the wall, and the plaster fell away, leaving a hole. “Lucky for us it was so cheaply built and in such bad condition it’s not worth saving. Reclaiming costs a fortune.”
Kyra walked the perimeter. The occupants would have had to push their beds against opposite walls, with the small window between them. It could have held two small dressers, but it’d have been tight. There was no closet and no overhead light fixtures.
She peered out of the window and down to the courtyard below. She counted the windows on the boys’ dorm, one floor stacked above the other, all with views of the same would-be green space. Kyra spun in place, taking in the four walls, the low ceilings. She exited the room and checked the one to the left.
The window in this room was in better shape. Some creature had taken advantage of the modicum of shelter. Recently, Kyra discerned from the condition of the nest in the corner, and the smell.
“Are all the buildings this bad?” Marjorie’s voice carried from down the hall.
“Couldn’t say. I haven’t been inside many of them.” Kent. “This is the first time I’m in here, actually.”
“How long will the renovation take?” Kelsey this time.
Kyra tapped her finger against the rotting windowsill.
“Tar?” she called without raising her voice. She heard his footsteps in the room next door, in the hall. She turned around as he appeared in the doorway. His eyes gleamed when they met hers and his mouth hitched into a wry half smile. He’d already come to the same conclusion. Kyra beamed. The police’s story was wrong.
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Author Biography:
Raemi A. Ray is the author of the Martha’s Vineyard Murders series. Her travels to the island and around the world inspire her stories. She lives with her family in Boston.
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