Kings Rapids: A Kurt Maxxon MysteryRace driver Kurt Maxxons quiet life of racing stockcars and training his new puppy, Beau, is turned upside down after he finds well-known local driver Rusty Gallegar shot to death at the racetrack. Very quickly into the investigation, the police arrest Alisa Sharpe, Gallegars live-in mistress, who Gallegar kicked out of his life a week before the shooting. According to the police, Alisa lied about key items, and the evidence against her is compelling. Kurts friend Mutt Sparks adamantly maintains that Alisa is innocent, and asks Kurt to help her. Kurt visits Alisa in jail and agrees Sharpe is probably not the killer, then launches his own investigation to prove it. Kurt discovers Gallegar was preparing to sell his auto body shop and quietly leave town, apparently running away with a woman. Kurt also uncovers a string of women who traded sex with Gallegar for his silence to their husbands and insurance companies about auto wrecks they had. Secrets and intrigues turn up in every corner Kurt looks. Love, infidelity, jealousy, gossip, and revenge surround Kurt Maxxon as he analyzes information, using his unique logic and approach, to find out the answer to the questionWho killed Rusty Gallegar? |
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... head. The second detective swung his head toward the tall detective, as if to protest fraternizing with suspects. He was shorter and slight of build. He reminded me of Barney Fife when Mayberry's finest went undercover in his plaid ...
... head. The second detective swung his head toward the tall detective, as if to protest fraternizing with suspects. He was shorter and slight of build. He reminded me of Barney Fife when Mayberry's finest went undercover in his plaid ...
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... head. “No. There wasn't anyone around.” I knew the detectives had dusted Rusty's pickup for prints and impounded it. “Well, we appreciate your making coffee and all the support,” Grossman said. “You'll be around for the weekend, I ...
... head. “No. There wasn't anyone around.” I knew the detectives had dusted Rusty's pickup for prints and impounded it. “Well, we appreciate your making coffee and all the support,” Grossman said. “You'll be around for the weekend, I ...
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... head. The two detectives led me to the gurney with the body bag on it. Grossman motioned the M.E. over and asked him to open the bag. “Is that Matthew Jacob Gallegar?” Grossman asked. I gazed down at the empty eyes and distorted face in ...
... head. The two detectives led me to the gurney with the body bag on it. Grossman motioned the M.E. over and asked him to open the bag. “Is that Matthew Jacob Gallegar?” Grossman asked. I gazed down at the empty eyes and distorted face in ...
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... head. “I don't think so.” Grossman waved to the M.E., who nodded and started closing the body bag. “How long's he been lying there?” I asked. The M.E. shrugged. “Body temp is eighty-five, the same as the ambient temperature. Rigor ...
... head. “I don't think so.” Grossman waved to the M.E., who nodded and started closing the body bag. “How long's he been lying there?” I asked. The M.E. shrugged. “Body temp is eighty-five, the same as the ambient temperature. Rigor ...
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... head and listened with her. “Hear it?” she whispered. I knew what it was. I took off at a double-time stride toward the camper. The nearer I got, the louder the noise got. Even after I opened the camper door, and climbed in, Beau sat ...
... head and listened with her. “Hear it?” she whispered. I knew what it was. I took off at a double-time stride toward the camper. The nearer I got, the louder the noise got. Even after I opened the camper door, and climbed in, Beau sat ...
Contents
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CHAPTER SIX | 68 |
CHAPTER SEVEN | 80 |
CHAPTER EIGHT | 92 |
CHAPTER NINE | 104 |
CHAPTER FIFTEEN | 172 |
CHAPTER SIXTEEN | 182 |
CHAPTER SEVENTEEN | 192 |
CHAPTER EIGHTEEN | 204 |
CHAPTER NINETEEN | 216 |
CHAPTER TWENTY | 228 |
CHAPTER TWENTYONE | 238 |
CHAPTER TWENTYTWO | 248 |
CHAPTER TEN | 118 |
CHAPTER ELEVEN | 128 |
CHAPTER TWELVE | 140 |
CHAPTER THIRTEEN | 152 |
CHAPTER FOURTEEN | 162 |
CHAPTER TWENTYTHREE | 260 |
CHAPTER TWENTYFOUR | 270 |
CHAPTER TWENTYFIVE | 280 |
CHAPTER TWENTYSIX | 290 |
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