No
Known Address
by
Jo
A Hiestand
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GENRE:
British
mystery
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BLURB:
The
man seemed not to hear the continuous whine of the phone receiver
lying on his lap. He sat upright, stiff-backed, in a wooden kitchen
chair that, like the house, had seen better days. As he had also seen
better days, he reminded himself, glancing at the calendar on the
wall. A date circled in black ink smirked at him, the remaining days
of the month X-ed out. As though he was counting down to something.
But the dates were three years old.
The discrepancy didn’t bother him. He had never flipped over the rest of the months. They didn’t intrigue him; it didn’t upset him that he had stared at January for more than a thousand days. If he flipped over the page it would signal that the search needed to continue into another month. And possibly another. And another. The consequence was too terrible to comprehend.
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Excerpt:
The
impact of the assault knocked the breath from his lungs, and he fell
to the ground without time to brace himself. He slammed into the
asphalt as his attacker grabbed his legs. McLaren shook his head,
determined to remain conscious, yet the pain from his ribs washed
over him. He could see nothing but the dark figure, hear nothing but
the scrape of his feet as he fought to right himself, and the labored
breathing of his opponent.
As
his assailant reached for McLaren’s arms, McLaren seized the man’s
wrist and pivoted the hand backward. A satisfying ‘crack’ shot
into the night, followed by a yelp. The man released his grip of
McLaren’s forearm and rolled over, taking McLaren with him. McLaren
felt the man’s chest on top of him, felt the firm muscles and the
warm breath against his face. Determined to gain the advantage,
McLaren pulled up his strength from somewhere within him and rolled
to his side while pushing the man off. McLaren grabbed the car door
handle and pulled himself to his feet. But his assailant regained his
balance quicker, and he lurched at McLaren. In the darkness he
misjudged the distance; he recoiled off the side of the car and
staggered around to its rear, his hand groping the slick metal
surface for support.
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**SPOILER FREE**
This book was completed within 3 hours... I could not put it down or walk away from it. I accidentally burned supper because I was so wrapped up into this book. Not so sure my family liked that but I didn't mind so much cause this book will have you lost in it. Turning the pages as fast as you can. Seat gripping thrill!! You want to know what's coming next but you have to get through the part your reading now... This is a book you really have to read... like now read!!!
*Received for an honest review*
This book was completed within 3 hours... I could not put it down or walk away from it. I accidentally burned supper because I was so wrapped up into this book. Not so sure my family liked that but I didn't mind so much cause this book will have you lost in it. Turning the pages as fast as you can. Seat gripping thrill!! You want to know what's coming next but you have to get through the part your reading now... This is a book you really have to read... like now read!!!
*Received for an honest review*
AUTHOR
Bio and Links:
Books,
Girl Scouts and music filled Jo A. Hiestand’s childhood. She
discovered the magic of words and the worlds they create: mysteries,
English medieval history, the natural world. She explored the joys
of the outdoors through Girl Scout camping trips and summers as a
canoeing instructor and camp counselor. Brought up on classical, big
band and baroque music, she was groomed as a concert pianist until
forsaking the piano for the harpsichord. She also plays a Martin
guitar and has sung in a semi-professional folkgroup in the US and as
a soloist in England.
This
mixture formed the foundation for her writing. A true Anglophile, Jo
wanted to create a mystery series that featured a British police
detective who left the Force over an injustice and now investigates
cold cases on his own. The result is the McLaren Mysteries,
featuring ex-police detective Michael McLaren.
Jo’s
insistence for accuracy -- from police methods and location layout to
the general “feel” of the area -- has driven her innumerable
times to Derbyshire. These explorations and conferences with police
friends provide the detail filling the books.
In
1999 Jo returned to Webster University to major in English. She
graduated in 2001 with a BA degree and departmental honors.
She
has employed her love of writing, board games and music in other ways
by co-inventing a mystery-solving game, P.I.R.A.T.E.S.,
which uses maps, graphics, song lyrics, and other clues to lead the
players to the lost treasure.
Jo
founded the Greater St. Louis Chapter of Sisters in Crime, serving as
its first president. Besides her love of mysteries and early music,
she also enjoys photography, reading, crewel embroidery, and her
backyard wildlife.
Her
cat, Tennyson, shares her St. Louis-area home.
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