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Perfect Touch: A Novel
By Elizabeth Lowell
Publisher: William Morrow
Release Date: July 28,
2015
Genre: Romantic Suspense
Length: 368 Pages (730 KB)
Format: eBook/Print
ISBN: 978-0062328342
ASIN: B00P6TVQ8K
ASIN: B00P6TVQ8K
About the book:
Sara Medina is a designer
and art dealer from San Francisco. She matches her clients desires with fine
and folk art from the world over--living up to her thriving business named
Perfect Touch. She still remembers her rural childhood of hard work and poverty
on the family dairy farm, but she keeps it firmly in the past as she searches
out new artwork and artists that are on the breaking edge of acclaim. After she
experienced the cultural riches San Francisco had to offer, she decided her
life would be that of an urban career woman rather than a working mom commuting
from the suburbs. With the intensive hours and travel required to grow her
business to the next level, she has no time or energy left for romantic or
family entanglements.
Jay Vermillion recently
inherited Vermillion Sky, a ranch that nestles up to Wyoming’s Grand Teton
Mountains--and the estates of the rich and restless. As a returned veteran of
numerous deployments over the course of two wars, he finds himself wrestling
with the demands of a ranch that has been run down during his father’s long
illness. Between the urgent need to modernize and revitalize the Vermillion
Sky, as well as an unexpected and vicious fight with his former stepmother over
the custody of now-valuable paintings that were part of his father’s estate,
Jay has no time for finding a wife and creating a sixth generation of
Vermillions to ensure the family legacy continues.
When Jay hires Sara to
appraise and market his father’s cache of paintings by Harris “Custer”
Armstrong, neither one expects the explosive results of their eventual meeting
in Jackson, Wyoming. In addition to a mutually inconvenient attraction, they a
discover double murder at the edge of the ranch lands and a potential betrayal
even closer to home. All trails lead to Custer’s artworks as valuable enough to
kill for, especially an unknown painted rumored to be called The Muse.
As Sara and Jay unravel
the motive for the killings, they both discover that love, like murder, doesn’t
wait for a convenient time. On the heels of that soul-shattering realization,
Sara is targeted for murder. Suddenly, the war-weary soldier finds something he
is once again willing to die for…
CHAPTER 1The motel room door was ajar.I locked it, Sara Anne Medina thought. Didn’t I?She pushed the door open with her big purse—and froze. The room had been tossed ruthlessly. Her suitcase was upended and off the stand. Her clothes were strewn across the worn carpet, toiletries scattered, her underwear and workout gear tumbled together. The lavender scent of her favorite shampoo filled the air.I was only gone for five minutes.The take-out coffee she had bought was hot against her suddenly chilled hands.Some stranger went through my things. Did the tweaker get off on my underwear?Is he still here?The thought had her jerking back so quickly the coffee sloshed over her cold-numbed fingers. She looked around the hallway. No one in sight.I don’t have time for this drama. I have to be at the courthouse. I have to finally meet my mystery man, so I’ll stop dreaming and get back to reality, where I belong.Where I want to be, even with the damn tweakers.Using her foot, she kicked the door all the way open until it slammed against the stop. No one was behind it. No one was in the room itself. The closet was open, no place inside to hide. The bathroom door showed a view of the toilet, shower, and sink. The mirror was smudged where she’d cleared the shower’s steam with her hand just minutes ago.Whoever had been here was gone.The mess wasn’t.It will have to wait. Then, They took my computer. It’s all backed up on the cloud, but damn it!The cord dangled from the wall, over the chair that had held her overcoat. The coat, like the computer, had vanished.Wonder how many pawnshops there are in Jackson, Wyoming? And why would they take a woman’s coat? There aren’t too many women my height who are a size six.With a hand that trembled slightly, Sara set down her coffee, took a pen out of the bottomless bag that passed for her purse, and poked through the mess of clothes on the floor to the suitcase half-hidden beneath. The inside pockets were still zipped closed.They missed my little jewelry case. I’d rather they take the jewelry and leave the computer, but they didn’t ask me, did they?
She lives in the Sierra Nevada Mountains with her husband, with whom she writes novels under a pseudonym. Her favorite activity is exploring the Western United States to find the landscapes that speak to her soul and inspire her writing.
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