There are no rules but one: Survive. Mary "Killer" Crow is going home to North Carolina. There the tough young Cherokee prosecutor and her two closest friends will hike a beautiful but demanding wilderness trail. They will be followed into the ...
For Assistant District Attorney Mary Crow, it will be the most harrowing challenge she has ever faced. Three federal judges are dead, apparent victims of an assassin determined to "execute" the American justice system. The FBI is desperate to protect...
Haunted by the death of her mother and tortured by the secret that died upon her best friend's lips, assistant district attorney Mary Crow is obsessed with finding the man who holds the key to both those tragedies. When her infant goddaughter is k...
This killer is so evil, he wears the most deceptive face of all.... Legacy of Masks Ex-prosecutor Mary Crow didn't expect a hero's welcome when she returned home to Pisgah County, North Carolina. But what she did expect was the job she'd been ...
Fiddlesticks killed her with his razor. Slit her throat and then forgave her. Deep in the Appalachian woods stands the old Fiddlesticks cabin, the scene of a bloody double murder from decades past. Now the haunted cabin lures young thrill seekers ...
Recently appointed special prosecutor Mary Crow is sent to Campbell County, North Carolina, to investigate a possible anti-gay conspiracy between a recent murder and a homophobic preacher. But what starts as an effort to curb hate-crimes turns into a...
Whispers abound at the ancient Spanish Oak. To those who know how to listen, it tells secrets of vanquished conquistadors, Cherokee witches, and the long-unsolved murder of ten-year-old Teresa Ewing. Whispers also thrive in the town of Hartsville―r...
Life is looking up for Mary Crow. She has a new love in Victor Galloway, a new job in Tsalagi County, and a new killer to convict. Teofilo Owle is a vicious, wily criminal who for years has eluded justice through trickery and intimidation. Now even M...
An art exhibit. A midnight stroll along the Brooklyn Promenade. Footsteps behind you. Then brutal pain and darkness. Most portrait painters see just your face. Certain artists see far more. In Sallie Bissell's riveting The Cassandra Curse, Augusta De...