Duet for Piano & Chisel - Joslyn Chase - E-Book

Duet for Piano & Chisel E-Book

Joslyn Chase

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  • Herausgeber: Joslyn Chase
  • Kategorie: Krimi
  • Sprache: Englisch
  • Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2019

New spin on an old art form. Criminals beware.

A concert pianist, classically trained and touched by tragedy. A sculptor, learning how to live again after a traumatic brain injury.

Each damaged by circumstance and struggling to rise from the ashes, they join forces to solve a puzzling crime after witnessing a terrible tragedy that turned out to be more than mere accident.

Piano meets chisel in a bravura performance that will keep you guessing to the end. Don’t miss it!

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Duet for Piano & Chisel

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Author’s Note

This story is a collaboration mystery, combining characters from two of my series who meet by chance, hit it off, and find their skill sets complement each other, enhancing their crime-solving abilities when they work as a team.

Riley Forte and Detective Nate Quentin hail from the world of Nocturne In Ashes, and you’ll find David Peeler and Robyn Vaughan introduced in Death of a Muse.

I hope you enjoy their collaboration, adding your own skills to theirs as you read Duet for Piano & Chisel.

Joslyn Chase








In her travels as a concert pianist, Riley had visited Spain six or seven times. She’d worn a polka-dotted dress and danced the sevillana during Feria. She’d caught handfuls of pelted candy at the Three Kings’ Day parade and gone tapas hopping until dawn. Once, she’d even climbed to the top of a craggy rock in Tarifa and looked across to Africa before rappelling down the cliff-face and nearly breaking an ankle.

But she’d never been to a bullfight.

Now, watching the man with the scarlet cloth, she could almost feel the rumble of the ground vibrating under clashing hooves as they raged toward the swinging cape. Not more than ten feet in front of her, the man holding the cloth danced out his convincing presentation, wielding the cape with fierce concentration, brows drawn together on his forehead, a glimmer of arrogance in his eyes. Riley felt both fascination and embarrassment, but she couldn’t look away.

The most compelling feature of the spectacle was that it took place on the polished marble floor of the Mackenzie mansion on the shores of Washington’s Lake Sammamish, off I-90. The tinkle of champagne glasses and murmured conversation punctuated by bursts of laughter swirled around Riley. Strings of colored Christmas lights festooned the walls and a twelve-foot Noble fir, decked with tinsel and ornaments, stood sentinel over the gathered party.

Most of the guests in their cocktail finery hadn’t noticed the man in the corner stamping his feet and flourishing the blood-red muleta as if a roaring applause spurred him on. Those who had, watched with interest or thinly veiled derision.

No one stepped forward to put an end to the display.