A Face at the Window (Home Repair Is Homicide Mysteries) by Sarah Graves

By Sarah Graves

Again within the day, Jacobia “Jake” Tiptree grew to become gains handling the fortunes of Manhattan’s so much lucky. Then she fled the rat race for a stately outdated fixer-upper in easygoing Eastport, Maine. yet now a rat from an excellent darker nook of Jake’s previous has grew to become up…a killer with a blueprint for demolishing her new life.As a house fix fanatic, Jake understands that not anything lasts forever—not home windows or doorways, no longer plaster or plumbing. and never reliable fortune.After greater than 3 many years eluding justice, the fellow who murdered her mom is eventually approximately to face trial—until he vanishes into skinny air. Jake has a poor foreboding of the place Ozzie Campbell will happen subsequent. And whereas the neighborhood police leader is certain she’s overreacting, if truth be told some distance worse than even Jake’s worst fears.With her in general complete residence empty for a minimum of one other week, Jake has been watching for the unaccustomed peace and quiet. Now her comfortable, well-loved domestic feels extra like a tremendous empty dying seize able to snap close. First a couple of out-of-towners in actual fact now not in Eastport for holiday occur asking questions on her. And if she has any doubt they’re hooked up to Campbell, these doubts are erased whilst he calls her with a grim caution. yet precisely what Campbell desires from her isn’t transparent, in simple terms that he’ll cease at not anything to harm these closest to Jake. And his first sufferers are the main defenseless of all. all at once Jake can’t aid yet consider that her house—and her life—has a long way too many home windows. And in anyone of them she may see the face of her killer.

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The last of his earlier panic faded as he imagined himself all dressed up in a tuxedo—smelling like Cleopatra, as he dimly remembered his mother saying once—slurping down an oyster and chasing it with champagne, or maybe a martini. But then a small, brownish-red creature ran practically across Marky's feet on the front steps, chittering angrily. Marky let out a high shriek and jumped back fast, glaring furiously at Anthony as if to say it was his fault. Anthony knew Marky was mad because of the shriek, which had sounded like a little girl's.

I can hear you thinking. You think I don't know what a punk like you is thinking? " Marky believed, because he was a hardened twenty-four years old to Anthony's wet-behind-the-ears twenty-one, that he could call Anthony a punk. "Got your face stuck up to the freakin’ window," said Marky. " There were no cops around here. But there was also no sense trying to tell Marky that. Anthony had wondered how he got picked for this job, but now he figured someone must've thought he could put up with Marky without blowing a gasket.

But once they reached the place, Anthony just stood looking at it again. It had about a million wooden shingles on it, a tan silvery color, and its different rectangles were stacked unevenly atop one another but still flowing together, the opposite of the aluminum-sided three-deckers he was used to back in New Jersey. Big clay pots of dead flowers out front, leaves matted on the stone walkway leading around to the rear… The guy who'd sent them here had found this place and made sure nobody would be in it, Marky had informed him.

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