Publisher: LBF Books
Philippe Lafrance is
a well-known reclusive writer whose life is suddenly thrown upside down when
the grandfather he never knew existed, dies. He investigates the reason and
learns that his family has kept secrets from him. Deep, ugly secrets. Worse, a
killer is murdering the men in his family. He discovers that his father, then
his grandfather, were murdered by someone desperate to keep secrets buried.
Bereft, Roxanne St-Clair is left to
manage a restaurant when the only person who ever mattered to her, her foster
parent and mentor, is murdered. She puts her life on hold to find his killer
and bring him to justice.
Thrown together by circumstance and a mutual goal, Philippe
and Roxanne fight their attraction and team up to find the killer, bring him to
justice and unearth the truth. To stay alive, they must keep one step ahead of
the assassin in order to prevent him from killing his next target, Philippe.
Will they succeed in bringing to justice this killer before
Philippe becomes his next victim? Will they be able to deal with the truth
behind the deadly secrets?
Ms. Burke has shared an excerpt from her book with us:
A cold September breeze whipped at the fallen leaves near where she stood in front of the mahogany coffin. Roxanne St-Clair’s curly long strands of hair were blown into her eyes. Unconsciously, she tucked them behind her ear as she glanced over at the lone man standing across the coffin from her. She turned her attention back to Father Joe, who was completing prayers for the final farewell of George Lafrance.
From his dark well-cut suit to his cold green eyes, this stranger, who resembled George, had to be the estranged grandson, Philippe Lafrance. The grandson no one knew existed until a few days ago.
Father Joe closed his bible and lowered his head in silent prayer. Roxanne took this moment to caress George’s mahogany coffin in her own final private farewell. She would forever be grateful and indebted to the compassionate man.
Ten years ago, he’d given her a chance at a better life when he took her in, becoming her last foster parent, her only family.
Father Joe straightened and cleared his throat. “Before we leave, I wish to take this opportunity, on behalf of George’s family, to invite everyone back to Rock Heaven, and toast George one last time.” He gave a curt nod to the stranger, then to Roxanne.
People nodded, mumbled and began to scatter. Roxanne accepted the odd condolence but from the corner of her eye she watched Philippe linger by his grandfather’s coffin. It looked as if he were saying his own farewell.
He raised his head, and their eyes connected for a fleeting moment. Was it sadness she saw in their depths? Quickly, he masked his angry jade eyes with aloofness. He acknowledged her with a curt nod, turned around and left without a backward glance.
Her best friend, Vanessa, leaned towards her. “You know Roxanne, in all the years I’ve known George, I never heard him mention a word about a grandson. He talked about losing his son to a heart attack and his wife to breast cancer, but not a word about a grandson. It’s kind of weird, don’t you think?”
Against her own better judgment, Roxanne wondered as well.
The grandson had inherited George’s build, from his broad shoulders and trim waist to chiseled face. The only difference was, George never made her heart flutter with a fleeting eye contact; his grandson did. She tore her gaze from Philippe’s retreating back and turned her attention back to Vanessa. “He must have had his reasons.”
As if reading Roxanne’s mind, Vanessa acknowledged her. “He does resemble George, don’t you think?”
“I bet that’s the only thing he has in common with George.” Roxanne couldn’t help but stare at Philippe crossing between the cemetery gates. He reached a blue
A police cruiser crawled by, blocking her view of Philippe’s car. The police officers openly stared at the remaining mourners.
* * * * For more of the excerpt visit her webpage.
At the age of 12 Leeann put pen to paper and created
stories. She finished her first and only short story within weeks. She kept on
writing through high school, university and her first few dead end jobs. To
this day she still has a pen and paper handy.
After 22 years of writing she finally got “the call”. The
owner of LBF Books called to let me know she wanted to purchase DEADLY SECRETS.
Her dream was finally coming true. She decided to give her dream more purpose
by donating funds to the American Breast Cancer Foundation (ABCF) and to a
Canadian organization that does Breast Cancer Research. DEADLY SECRETS is also
a proud sponsor for ABCF. THE BOOKContact Leann: Website / Facebook / Twitter
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