Book blurb:
July 2008. Four families are riding high on heady market returns
until the body of Rene McAllister, wife of multi-millionaire Alan “Mac”
McAllister, washes up on the beach after a daylong Fourth-of-July bash at the
home of stockbroker, Matthew Wirth. Eager to avoid publicity, authorities dismiss
her death as an accident. Days later, when the body of college drop out, Jamie
Sherman, a neighbor to Wirth, is discovered adrift in his fishing skiff,
investigators suspect foul play, but the Medical Examiner reports that the
youth died of a drug overdose. Only Detective James Raker, upon hearing
McAllister’s complaints of unauthorized trading in his deceased wife’s account,
suspects the two deaths are related. Bucking his superiors, Raker plunges into
an investigation and quickly discovers that at least four members of the
affluent lakeside community had motive and opportunity in either one or both of
the deaths. Raker’s pursuit slams headlong into an investigation being
conducted by the State Bureau of Investigation (SBI) who were closing in on
Jamie Sherman’s drug dealings in the affluent neighborhood.
Ignoring the
orders to drop his investigation, Raker fears that the killer will attack again
and races to prevent it. The killer does strike for a third time but, tragically,
claims the wrong victim. The story is set in the fictitious bedroom community
on Heron Lake, NC, a short commute from Charles City, a metropolitan area of
more than 1,000,000 and the financial center of the state.
Author Bio:
I am a Midwesterner by birth. Yankton,
South Dakota, is my hometown. I graduated from high school there in 1957. After
four years earning degree in English at St. John’s University (MN), I became a
teacher. My first wife, Elaine Finfrock, also of Yankton, and I had five
children; four sons and a daughter. We divorced in 1977.
In 1964, I joined The Travelers in Minneapolis, MN and began what turned out to be a 40 year career in the financial services industry. During the that time, in addition to The Travelers, I held positions with Blue Cross/Blue Shield of Minnesota, Wilson Learning Corporation, and Wachovia Bank and Trust. While at Wachovia, I served in many different positions, ending my tenure as a representative of the trust department services in the greater New York City area. I retired at the end of 2007 after 15 years as a Financial Advisor with Merrill Lynch serving over 300 clients in the Winston-Salem, NC area.
In 1986, Melinda Folger McLeod and I were married and I gained a stepson, Matthew. Currently, we divide our time each year between our cabin New West Jefferson, NC and our cottage in Southport, NC near the Cape Fear River. I enjoy golf, music, and reading history. Since my retiring I have focused on my writing, an avocation throughout my life. In 2010, I completed my first novel, Deadly Portfolio: A Killing Hedge Funds and the sequel, Breached was published August 2014.
In 1964, I joined The Travelers in Minneapolis, MN and began what turned out to be a 40 year career in the financial services industry. During the that time, in addition to The Travelers, I held positions with Blue Cross/Blue Shield of Minnesota, Wilson Learning Corporation, and Wachovia Bank and Trust. While at Wachovia, I served in many different positions, ending my tenure as a representative of the trust department services in the greater New York City area. I retired at the end of 2007 after 15 years as a Financial Advisor with Merrill Lynch serving over 300 clients in the Winston-Salem, NC area.
In 1986, Melinda Folger McLeod and I were married and I gained a stepson, Matthew. Currently, we divide our time each year between our cabin New West Jefferson, NC and our cottage in Southport, NC near the Cape Fear River. I enjoy golf, music, and reading history. Since my retiring I have focused on my writing, an avocation throughout my life. In 2010, I completed my first novel, Deadly Portfolio: A Killing Hedge Funds and the sequel, Breached was published August 2014.
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SNIPPET:
***Warning***
This is a little heart wrenching, and if you are a wimp like me, you made need a tissue.
“My God, who would’ve thought?” McAllister groaned. “I mean . . . I thought she’d gone off somewhere. That I’d find her at home . . . or near the house. I went out looking for her, but I never thought anything like this would . . .” Mac said as his voice trailed off.
“Everybody did everything they could to find her last night,” Joyce said. “We looked everywhere.”
McAllister waved off her remarks. “I just can’t bring myself to believe it. I know that’s her down there . . . but somehow . . . I don’t know . . . I just can’t quite get around it. What’s the matter with me?” he said looking up at Matthew.
“You need time is all,” Matthew responded. “More time.”
“You know . . . we didn’t get along well these last few years . . . but I never would’ve wished this on her. She was pretty drunk last night, wasn’t she?” Matthew, Shirley and Joyce looked at one another, surprised by Mac’s apparent indifference to what was happening.
“Very,” Matthew replied softly.
“I wonder if she suffered,” McAllister said.
From the deck the activities of the police and EMS team could be seen over the heads of the onlookers. Matthew noticed that the two EMS attendants had eased Rene’s body into a black body bag, zipped it shut, and lifted it onto a gurney.
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