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Title:
Watch me die
Author:
Spindler, Erica, 1957-
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Edition:
First edition.
Publication Information:
New York : St. Martin's Press, [2011]

©2011
Physical Description:
vi, 341 pages ; 25 cm
Summary:
Mira Gallier finds her personal life and career are blossoming after years of pain over the loss of her husband in Hurricane Katrina, but everything changes when she is attacked by a man known as "The Preacher, " who is soon after found dead, and a series of events unfold, leading Mira to become a suspect for the murder of her own assistant, and mirages of her dead husband cause Mira to question her own sanity.
Language:
English
ISBN:
9780312363949
Format :
Book

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Summary

Summary

In Spindler's thrilling new psychological drama, one woman's journey to recovery becomes her worst nightmare...

Before Hurricane Katrina struck New Orleans, stained-glass restoration artist Mira Gallier had it all: a thriving business doing work she loved and an idyllic marriage to the perfect man.nbsp;But the devastating storm stole her beloved husband - his body swept away by floodwaters, never to be found.

Now, after years of pain and turmoil, it looks as if Mira isnbsp;finallynbsp;on the verge of peace and emotional stability. But her life, like the magnificent windows blown to bits by Hurricane Katrina, is about to be shattered once again.nbsp;And this time, it's not a killer storm she faces, but a psychopath who will stop at nothing until he possesses her, body and soul...

First, church windows that she restored are vandalized, and the priest who looked over them brutally murdered.nbsp;Spray-painted across the glass are the words:nbsp; He Will Come to Judge the Living and the Dead . Then, New Orleans is rocked by a terrifying chain of murders that all seem to be linkednbsp;to Mira. The police, led by homicide detective Spencer Malone,nbsp;are following a string of clues left by the killer on each victim - and beginning to wonder if the murderer isn't Mira Gallier herself.

As Mira begins to unravel under pressure from all sides - and fear for her life - it's unclear whomnbsp;she can trust. And when a mannbsp;from her past appears out of nowhere, sparking something long forgotten in her heart, he quickly becomes the police's new prime suspect.nbsp;One by one,nbsp;the people in Mira'snbsp;life are targeted, until it's clear that the killer has been saving her for last . . . and that there's nowhere left to run.

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Author Notes

A New York Times and International bestselling author, critics have called Erica Spindler's stories, "terrific twisted tales." She received the prestigious Daphne du Maurier award for Excellence in 2002 for the novel, Bone Cold, and she is a two-time Kiss of Death award winner.

She lives in the New Orleans area with her husband, an advertising executive, and their two sons.

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Publisher's Weekly Review

At the start of this gripping romantic suspense thriller from bestseller Spindler (Blood Vines), someone bashes in the head of elderly Father Girod at New Orleans' Sisters of Mercy Catholic School and Church. The unknown killer also spray-paints the church's stained-glass windows with the words: "He will come again to judge the living and the dead." When Det. Spencer Malone questions Mira Gallier, who restored the church's stained-glass windows after Hurricane Katrina six years earlier and still mourns her husband, Jeff, who perished in that catastrophe, the police detective has to wonder why she appears more distraught by the vandalized windows than by Father Girod's death. As the body count rises, Mira becomes one of the chief suspects in the murders. Meanwhile, Jeff's best friend, Connor Scott, returns to New Orleans, and Mira, who can't stop thinking about Jeff, feels guilty about her attraction to Connor. The plot takes numerous twists and turns until reaching the startling conclusion. (June) (c) Copyright PWxyz, LLC. All rights reserved.


Excerpts

Excerpts

CHAPTER ONE   New Orleans, Louisiana Tuesday, August 9, 2011 1:48 A.M. He had been alone so long. Among the living but not  of  them. Until now. Mary had come back for him. They'd been together all those many years ago, separated by his father's will and the whole screwed-up, broken-down world. But that was the past. She was again within his reach, and this time they would not be torn apart. It had begun. He climbed the stairs to his grandmother's bedroom, treading softly, careful not to wake her. Moonlight crept around the edges of the closed drapes, creating bright knifelike slivers on the dark stairs. He knew these steps so well he could climb them blind. How many hundreds of times had he carried up a tray of food or drink first for his mother, struck down while still so young, now for his grandmother? He peeked in at her sleeping form. She lay in her bed, head propped up on pillows, coverlet tucked neatly around her. He wrinkled his nose at the smell--of age and illness. She'd become so frail over the past months. So thin, not much more than skin and bones. And weak. Hardly able to lift her head. Unable to fight him off. He frowned. Now, why had he thought that? He loved his grandmother; he owed her his life. When his mother had passed, she'd sacrificed everything to raise him. For these past twenty-two years, she had supported and guided him. She had believed in him. In who he was and who he was meant to be. He shook his head, clearing it. He had told her about Mary's return. They'd argued. She'd said terrible things about Mary. Ugly, hateful things. Each word had pierced his heart. But in this, his love for Mary, he would not be swayed. He crossed to the bed. The jagged moonlight fell across her torso and onto him. He lifted his hands into the light, spreading his fingers. Blood staining his hands. The blood of the lamb. Splattering on impact. You're troubled. He blinked at the clearly spoken words. He looked behind him at the empty room, then down at his sleeping grandmother. "Who's there?" he asked. You know me. I am the one who's always with you. "Father," he whispered, "is it you?" Yes, my Son. What troubles you tonight? It has begun. You should rejoice and fear not, for through the Father the Son will be glorified! "One of your Holy ones, Father. I had to. He came upon me so suddenly--" A martyr. He will be remembered, sanctified for his role on this day of new beginning. At his Father's words, certainty washed over him. Renewed purpose and peace. "Yes, Father. It is indeed the day you foretold and the one I have awaited. I'm in your hands, Father." He bowed his head. "I am your servant. Direct me." Leave the old one now. Remember, only one can stand beside you. "Mary." Yes. Her moment is coming as well. He eased one of the bed pillows from behind his grandmother's head. He gazed down at her, drinking in her face, emotion swamping him. What would he do without her? Tears stinging his eyes, he plumped the pillow and bent and carefully replaced it, cautious not to awaken her. He pressed a kiss to her forehead. "Good night, Grandma. Sleep well."   Copyright (c) 2011 by Erica Spindler Excerpted from Watch Me Die by Erica Spindler All rights reserved by the original copyright owners. Excerpts are provided for display purposes only and may not be reproduced, reprinted or distributed without the written permission of the publisher.