Deadly Currents (RM Outdoor Adventures Mystery, Book 1)
A new sequence from award-winning writer Beth Groundwater
The Arkansas River, middle and soul of Salida, Colorado, fuels the small town's economic climate and thrums within the blood of river ranger Mandy Tanner. whilst a whitewater rafting coincidence happens, she deftly executes a rescue, yet a guy dies besides. seems, it wasn't the rapids that killed him—he was once murdered. Tom King used to be a wealthy land developer with sour enterprise opponents, who cheated on his spouse, refused to help his kayak-obsessed son, and infuriated environmentalists.
Mandy's international is upended back whilst tragedy moves towards domestic. Suspicious that the newest dying is hooked up to Tom King's homicide, Mandy is going on an emotionally turbulent quest for the truth—and results in harmful waters.
"A impressive publication through an writer who sincerely is aware and loves her territory. Don't pass over it!" —William Kent Krueger
"Comes speeding at you from the 1st web page like roiling whitewater, and culminates in a riveting climax that lives as much as this book's identify. if you happen to like open air event and gripping characters, this one's a must-read."—SANDI AULT, Mary Higgins Clark and WILLA Award-winning writer of the WILD secret series
“A heart-racing debut with as many twists and turns and unforeseen upsets as a experience throughout the rapids itself.”—MARGARET COEL, writer of The Silent Spring
nonetheless desired to visit the kickoff this night, what together with your uncle and all. I’ll comprehend in case you again out, you recognize, and—” “Yes, I’m nonetheless going.” Rob was once rambling, uncomfortable chatting with her as a result of the place they'd left issues, yet Mandy wasn’t going to bail him out—yet. now not while he wasn’t in kissing diversity. “I’ll be prepared at five.” “I’m pleased. I’ll see you then.” Static broke up what he acknowledged subsequent. “—the canyon—losing signal.” the road went useless. Steve seemed in her doorway.
Jeff peered at her. “You’re Mandy Tanner, aren’t you?” “Yep. And you’re Jeff King. i believe genuine undesirable approximately your dad.” Jeff crammed the armload of rope he had picked up on best of the remainder of the rope she had driven into the bag. “I should still make an apology for Mom’s habit at Dad’s memorial service.” Mandy shrugged. “She used to be dissatisfied approximately your father, I’m sure.” “Still. and he or she didn’t even thanks for attempting to retailer Dad.” Jeff caught out his hand. “Thanks. Gonzo instructed me what you.
Me.” Cynthia stared at her. “Okay, ok, I know.” Mandy cringed a bit. “But I’ve been at the river all morning. I’ll repair it this afternoon. After working the morning commute, David stated he could slap a few duct tape over the opening within the reveal sooner than he left for Colorado Springs. And he made me promise I’d get the glass changed today.” “David’s long past? Bummer. He was once loads of enjoyable on the Vic final night.” Mandy studied Cynthia’s face. A blush coloured her friend’s ears. “Are you.
Ran out of front door of the home. “Hey! What have been you doing in my yard?” Mandy slammed the auto into equipment and stomped at the accelerator. As she drove away, she checked the rearview reflect. Mrs. Fowler stood in her backyard, shading her eyes and observing the automobile. Mandy was hoping the lady wasn’t examining the vehicle plate. Mandy didn’t cease till they have been fullyyt out of the local. Then she pulled over. She took a tremendous breath, which felt like her first due to the fact that they high-tailed it out.
Kangaroo, yet I’ll recover.” “Good.” He appeared round to determine if an individual used to be listening, then bent his head to talk softly to Mandy. “We chanced on a mortar and pestle with aconite powder on them in a garbage can in Lenny’s workshop. And the vegetation you noticed in his backyard have been monkshood.” “So you’ve pegged him for Tom King’s homicide. What approximately for taking pictures Rob?” “Also within the workshop was once a field of bullets that matched the form and quality of the single in Rob’s shoulder. We chanced on a few used.