Twisted Game
Book 1 in the Margo Harris Series 2
Margot Harris is at it again! This book marks the beginning of a new story line, where a new adventure starts…
★ Margot is honestly one of my favorite protagonists. She’s smart, tough, and just plain old kickass. – Amazon Review★
“Do you believe I didn’t kill my husband?”
“I haven’t done enough work to draw a conclusion. So, I don’t believe you did, either.”
A Cheating man and his mistress are brutally murdered in his own backyard, and his wife becomes the prime suspect.
Private Detective, Margot Harris is on the case to help Phoebe, the murdered man’s wife, but her alibi is shaky at best. Irrespective of whether Phoebe is innocent or not the truth she is hiding is bound to put not only Margot’s life in danger but also the people she cares about.
To make the matters worse, a YouTube star is chasing Margot and accusing her to be the Cartel’s hitwoman. Will Margot be able to figure out if Phoebe is the murderer while keeping herself safe?
Go along on a wild ride with Margot Harris as she navigates the murky waters filled with dangerous and shady characters associated with the cartel and organized crime.
A new Margot Harris Mystery starts with this book.
Twisted Game
Book 1 in the Margot Harris Series 2
Twisted Game
EXCERPT
Prologue
“What do you think that sissy is doing right now?”
“You shouldn’t call him that. You used to be friends,” Rita said as she slipped out of her clothes and stepped into Tim’s hot tub.
“We were partners. It’s not the same thing,” Tim told her as he watched her lower her naked body into the water.
“Well, I could ask you where your wife is.”
“She won’t be my wife for long, but I’m guessing she’s doing something similar to what you’re doing,” Tim said as Rita straddled his naked body.
“Good for her then,” Rita replied as she leaned in and kissed him.
After she pulled back, Tim said, “I’m glad you’re not mad at me anymore.”
“I can’t stay mad at you,” she whispered as they kissed again.
They both moved apart as they heard the back door shut.
Tim looked over and saw the silhouette move toward his backyard hot tub.
“Who’s there?” he called.
The figure stepped into the light.
“What are you doing here?” Tim asked, and then he saw the knife.
He tried to climb out of the tub, but the blade was jabbing into his neck and shoulders before he could get close.
Rita screamed as he stumbled back, trying to stop the bleeding with his hands, and slipped so he fell under the water. He didn’t come back up.
Rita tried to climb out, but like Tim, a series of stab wounds had her sliding back into the hot water.
END OF EXCERPT