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The Queen Anne Fox [A Jessica Tyson Mystery]
by Jerol Anderson
Category: Mystery/Crime/Suspense/Thriller EPIC eBook Award Finalist
Description: Two bodies, necks snapped, like a fox strikes its prey. Jessica Tyson, searching for the killer while gaining self-understanding, travels the world of prostitution and the dark mind of a murderer. One suspect becomes her lover, as others surface, including a kind philanthropist, spinning children's tales of Queen Anne Fox. For Jessica the path leading to the killer is filled with shadows of her past and life lessons for a brighter future.
eBook Publisher: Whiskey Creek Press, 2005 WHISKEY CREEK PRESS
eBookwise Release Date: February 2005
 
9 Reader Ratings:
Available eBook Formats: OEBFF Format (IMP) [298 KB]
Words: 68178
Reading time: 194-272 min.
"Jessica is called in to help with a case in the Queen Anne district. A young prostitute with ties to the area was killed and left nearby, her neck broken from behind. Three months later, an eleven-year-old boy is found killed in the same way, his body left at the exact same place. Jessica moves into the area and begins to investigate people who knew the young woman, Annie or the boy known as Denny. As the story progresses, not only the mystery propels the story, but also Jessica's family dynamics and the life questions she has never answered. Jerol Anderson has a true talent and I look forward to another book by this author." MyShelf Reviews
All she needed was a "sign". Eyes burning, Jessica Tyson drew in a deep, stabilizing breath. It didn't matter what labels people put on the dead woman's body. Prostitute or not, Ann Smith was somebody's little girl--possibly somebody's mother. Life to Jessica felt as raw as the weather. Though protected under the Aurora Bridge in the Fremont neighborhood of Seattle, the surrounding morning drizzle sliced into her soul. Today she hated police work. Flying back to Wisconsin last week for her grandfather's funeral during her finals at Western Washington University had really started her thinking. Just because he was the almighty savior-sheriff for forty years of his life didn't mean she had to follow in his footsteps. Just two days ago, little Denny Kellerman's broken body had been left on this hard cement surface on a cold, dark morning--wrapped in a blanket--for strangers to find. Three months earlier the body of Annie Smith was left in a similar soft blue blanket. Identical M.O., broken neck, animal-like scratches to the face. She braced herself for the onslaught of emotional pain that accompanied a "sign."
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