About
the Book
Title:
No Trouble At All
Author:
Lisa Acerbo
Genre:
Romantic Thriller
Trouble
from the Past can Kill your Future.
It's
a bad day for Sophie Carter when she stumbles across a dead body in
the woods. But when the suspected murderer turns out to be a
leather-clad vagabond who died in 1889, her carefully controlled
quiet life explodes. Not only is Sophie in the wrong place at the
wrong time, but as a local history buff who loves old legends, she
knows too much about the past to remain uninvolved. Trouble is a
killer and no one can escape.
Detective
Jackson Lynch asks Sophie to help him decipher the legend of the Old
Leather Man and unravel the mystery of the murdered woman. Going
against her best judgment, Sophie joins forces with the distractingly
sexy detective on the police investigation and in pursuit of a
killer. Jackson is hot to solve the case as they follow the clues
through Connecticut and New York State, uncovering both legend and
fact.
As
they move closer to solving the murder, a series of missteps shove
Sophie into Jackson’s arms and straight into the media. Trouble is
everywhere. Jackson’s career begins to crumble and Sophie becomes a
suspect in the heinous crime. The case unravels. The past and present
collide. Sophie is swept into more danger than she could ever imagine
when the Old Leather Man comes looking for her hide to tan.
Author
Bio
Lisa Acerbo is a high school
teacher and adjunct instructor at the college level, holding an EdD
in Educational Leadership. No
Trouble at All
is her third novel. Her first novel about zombies, vampires and
romance, Apocalipstick,
was published in 2013 followed by a young adult science fiction novel
title Remote
in 2014. In addition, she has contributed to local newspapers, news
and travel blogs including The
Patch and
Hollywood
Scriptwriter.
She lives in Connecticut with her husband, two daughters, three cats,
and horse.
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Book
excerpt
She
had first heard of a crazy old man called the Old Leather Man at the
Greenwich Audubon Society a while back, when she attended a
presentation and hike. His presence in these woods in the mid 1800’s
was an unsolved mystery and being a naturally curious woman who loved
history, she wanted to learn more.
By
today’s standards, he would be considered a homeless vagabond, but
the Leather Man had a home. His home had once been the numerous wild
spaces of Connecticut and New York. Still, he would have accurately
depicted the description of a vagabond or wild man. He made his
clothes out of thick leather scraps, carefully hand stitched together
to form a durable outfit that helped him survive the elements.
The
heavy suit was how he got the name.
No
one knew his real one, not for sure. He lived for many years in
caves. One happened to be at the Greenwich Audubon property and
another right here.
After
the lecture at the Audubon, Sophie had read all about the Old Leather
Man, fascinated that a man could live alone in the woods without the
normal creature comforts most needed to survive.
Today
she was revisiting another of his caves.
Moving
closer, she again wiped the sweat from her brow and then ran her damp
hands along the material of her athletic shorts.
The
gnats still wanted to be friends.
Slowing
to hike the last uphill area, she swatted them away again.
Of
course, they were too fascinated with her curly ponytail to actually
leave. They liked her too much.
A
few more steps climbing up the dirt and twig laden path, she found
herself at the entrance of the cave. Her heart pounded with
excitement. The cliff directly behind her was a high point on the
trail, but she wasn’t going to scale it. As she looked around, she
noticed many outcrops and smaller shelter-like formations.
Directly
ahead, large chunks of rock, which at one point in time had broken
away from the cliff, now hung above her head at jagged angles,
creating an inscrutable pyramid-shaped entrance. Sophie found it easy
to envision the Old Leather Man coming to one of these caves just
before dark, starting a small fire with precisely placed kindling
waiting in the fire pit, and then preparing a meal and resting.
As
she entered, the interior was tighter than remembered, fostering
claustrophobia. She was a tall slender woman and had to duck down to
make her way inside where large slabs of schist and gneiss formed
ceilings and walls. Crouching slightly, she moved forward only to be
engulfed in the cool, murky shade. The interior fell back into a rich
mosaic of darkness.
While
most of the cave remained dark, the space directly in front of her
was lit by the sun. Smaller than she remembered, it was not a gaping
cavern but more like a cozy protected nook. It was a safe place to
sleep for the night, large enough to stay out of the weather and be
warm from the fire.
“What
the hell?” she murmured as a horrid stench stung her nose.
It
reeked as if something had died. It had.
As
her eyes adjusted quickly to the dim interior, Sophie looked around,
ready to see a decaying carcass of a raccoon or squirrel. Instead,
she saw a bloated body propped sitting in the far corner, half hidden
by a jutted rock outcrop.
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