When an ex-con meets an untimely death, the investigation has a slippery start

Found bound and beaten in a warehouse, a convicted criminal leaves a cryptic message before he croaks on the way to hospital.What did he know that was worth killing for? DI McCord sets out on the icy streets of Edinburgh to look for a clue.Elsewhere, vivacious fashion journalist and meddlesome amateur sleuth Amy Thornton is in the doghouse, sent to report on a garden centre, and forbidden from getting involved in any crime capers.But fate seems determined to force their paths to cross, and trouble is rarely far behind.SHIFTING ICE is the fourth standalone mystery in this series by Traude Ailinger. The full list of books is as follows:1. NEAR MISS2. HIGH HAND3. LAST TRAIN FOR MURDER4. SHIFTING ICE5. BRIGHT SPARKS6. FICKLE FORTUNESAll FREE with Kindle Unlimited and available in paperback.If you like fiction by Katie Gayle, Sabina Manea, Peter Boland and Merryn Allingham, you’ll love these books.

HE SEEMS LIKE SUCH A NICE GUY

...UNTIL ITS TOO LATE

Psychotic, sociopathic, and always charming Bobby Custer begins to crawl back up society's ladder. Along the way a variety of people have his number, but Bobby has a special way of dealing with them, all of them.

He's the friendly next door neighbor, the guy at work who goes the extra mile just for you, only there's always a price to pay, and baby, you

are

going to pay.

The average person, upon learning of his employer’s “heart problems, his apparently estranged wife, the rebellious daughter,” thinks, “Tsk, tsk, tsk. What a shame.” Bobby merely smells opportunity.

Admittedly, part of his “boundaries issue” is legit; the feds did ask him to poke around, and the feds are the good guys … right? But the angles Bobby’s working are for the benefit of only one person: Bobby!

He destroys lives and careers with precision, and mops up the mess with the woman closest to hand.

The dark cloud hanging over the DASH law firm swirls into a murderous tornado, dispelling any doubt about the lying, rapacious, psycho the feds have unleashed.

Hang on to your seat as you read Corridor Man 2, maybe lock the door first because you'll be awake in the middle of the night, wondering if he can get to you . . . and he seemed like such a nice guy!

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The Dirty Lowdown wrote:

"The author has nailed it. The all too dark side of our legal industry, and the type of character we're all too afraid to admit exists!"

The Corridor Man series is written by Mike Faricy and was originally released under the pseudonym Nick James.

A man dwelling in darkness...

Lord Julian Caldicott has come home from the war in ragged health and with a reputation in tatters. All he wants is to recuperate in private without bringing any further scandal on the family’s good name. His godmother inveigles him into serving as her escort to a rural house party, whereupon circumstances conspire to prevent Julian from resuming his reclusive existence.

Must shine the light of truth on a dangerous deception.

Julian becomes the subject of rumors, lies, and whispers, and soon he’s faced with a choice: Wage one more battle for honor’s sake, or be branded a traitor to all that he holds dear. He will enlist unlikely allies, face old demons, and vex every other guest on the premises, but he will not stop until he’s brought a criminal to justice–or died trying.

Given only weeks to live, Kenny Drummond finds a mystery worth dying to solve

In this gripping psychological thriller from the creator of

Luther

, Kenny Drummond has been diagnosed with late-stage brain cancer and is writing a list—a list of all the people he has let down in one way or another. He is determined to make amends before the black smudge that keeps showing up on his scans exercises its final power over him. Working his way down the list, Kenny comes to an old schoolmate, Callie Barton, who was kind when he needed a friend. He heard she dated and eventually married Jonathan Reese, and that they live in Bath. But no matter how hard he tries, Kenny can’t seem to get ahold of Callie; she’s disappeared without a trace. In fact, there are rumors that Reese wasn’t the kindest husband. And he sure seems like he has something to hide. Now Kenny has a ticking clock and a promise to keep, and nothing’s going to stand in his way.

AN AMAZON NUMBER ONE BESTSELLER!A BARNES AND NOBLE NUMBER ONE BESTSELLER!

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An entertaining story of a woman discovering she has a gift for seeing the dead & talking to them. The dialog is witty and Angela's running commentary with her mother is so realistic it will remind readers of their own mothers!

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InD'Tale Magazine

"An entertaining read."

Katelyn Hensel, Readers' Favorite

"A Northside Woman Summer Best Beach Read"

"What a fantastic read! I couldn't put it down! I had to keep reading just to see what twist life was going throw out at Angela next!" Chicklit Plus“Carolyn writes as though she is talking to a best girlfriend—sharing a message or telling a story in a style both witty and wise. Her personal voice shines through her work. She has the ability to reduce complex subject matter into a few memorable one-liners---helping readers learn a thing or two while having a laugh at the same time.” Katie VanBrackle, Editor, Northside Woman"Carolyn Ridder Aspenson's dialogue reads like a transcript of a conversation between me and my bestie. It's this skillful and realistic dialogue that propels her narrative and captures her readers' interests...and that it absolutely does!" Clarice Joos, Editor

GHOST WHISPERER MEETS MEDIUM.

THE ONLY WAY FOR ANGELA TO FIND PEACE IS TO FIND IT FOR THE GHOSTS WHO HAUNT HER.

I have a secret. I see dead people. And they're everywhere.

When my mother died, I wished for just five more minutes with her, but I meant her

ALIVE

, not her

GHOST

. Apparently, the Universe has a sense of humor.As if I don't already have enough going on in my life. Teenage daughter drama. Hot flashes. Maybe a mood swing or two which can be bad news with a teenage daughter.Speaking of the drama queen, I'm not sure what's worse, her, or the fact that when my mother died, she opened a portal between me and the other side, and now I see my mom's spirit

and the spirits of just about everyone else

. Maybe

actually

everyone else.These ghosts aren't your run of the mill, harmless, light-flickering, chair-moving kind. Nope, they're here because they're stuck earthbound, and guess what? It''s my job to unstick them and cross them over to the other side. As if I know how to do that.I'm totally out of my comfort zone.Don't get me wrong, I'm glad my mother's still here, but I know she's got unfinished business too. She's as much as said so. Sure, I'd love her to stick around forever, but that's not fair to her. But that unfinished business? She can't cross over until I help her with it.Only she won't tell me what's going on. So, here I am, ghost whispering my way through the start of menopause while trying to solve the puzzle of my mom's unfinished business. If that's even possible.

"Laugh out loud funny!"—Lynn Shaw, 2 Girls and a Book Blog