The ride continued for a while in silence, and I wondered where they were taking me. Certainly not anywhere in Pequod. I struggled silently with the tape around my wrists, pulling and twisting as much as possible while fighting the occasional bump in the road. Gradually my head cleared.
“What are we supposed to do with her, once we get there?” I heard Ray ask Bruce.
“Leave her in the freezer,” replied Bruce. “Mr. Moretti will figure out what to do tomorrow. By then she’ll be a popsicle, and no one will have to worry about her no more.” He chuckled at his own wit.
On a warm fall afternoon, the sweet odor of decay distracts Rhe Brewster from the noise and fury of her son’s soccer game. She’s a tall, attractive emergency room nurse with a type A personality, a nose for investigation and a yen for adrenalin. This time her nose leads her to the wet, decaying body of a young woman, sitting in a chair at the far end of the soccer field. Her first call is to her brother-in-law, Sam Brewster, who is Sheriff of Pequod, the coastal Maine town where she lives. Sam and Rhe’s best friend Paulette, Pequod’s answer to Rachel Ray, are her biggest sources of encouragement when Rhe decides to help the police find the killer.
Rhe is thwarted in her investigation by an old frenemy, the Dean of Students at the local college, and her husband, a professor at the college, who resents her involvement in anything other than being a wife and mother. While looking for a name and information about the young woman, Rhe discovers an escort service using college students, which leads her to a high class brothel at a local seaside estate and a company dealing in stolen body parts. She can dodge bullets, but is no match for the kidnappers who leave her to die in a mortuary freezer.
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