Jack McMorrow is a stringer for the New York Times. His lover is social worker Roxanne Masterson and it's her newest case that's grabbed Jack's attention. The daughter of an obscenely wealthy Boston couple is the alleged victim of physical abuse. For Jack, it's just the kind of story the public loves and local celebrities David and Maddie Connelly are going to need more than money to bury this scandal. However, once inside the Connelly mansion, Jack and Roxanne find a couple genuinely concerned - yet genuinely guarded. Far more forthcoming is Angel Moretti, young and pretty enough to sink her hooks into any rich man. She's got an angle no one else has. But her secrets have been buried along with her body, just discovered in a shallow grave. Now Jack's story is on its way to becoming a front-page headline. And it will lead Jack and Roxanne to places far darker than Angel's grave...
Like many crime novelists I began my writing career in newspapers--the best training ground ever. After Colby College, I knocked around, including stints as a roofer, a postman, and a manuscript reader at a big New York publisher (thumbs up for the roofer gig, thumbs down on the publishing job).
My first reporting job was with a weekly in the paper mill town of Rumford, Maine. It was there that I left my sweaty mark on high-school wrestling coverage. But there was lots of small-town crime in Rumford. I would later mine my Rumford time for my first novel, DEADLINE.
After a few months it was on to the daily Waterville, Maine Morning Sentinel, where editors gave me a thrice-weekly column and I wrote about stuff I saw in police stations, courtrooms, in the towns and cities of Maine.
And all the while I was making up stories on the side, typing away on a Smith-Corona electric typewriter.
DEADLINE came out in 1993and the books came steadily after that. McMorrow and I grew up together, though at different rates.. I continue to live in a small village in central Maine, making regular trips for book research. My deal with Jack: I'll send him into some pretty dangerous places, but I'll scout them out first. I walk point; Jack has my back. Brandon Blake and I are still feeling each other out.


