July 2008. Four families are riding high on heady market
returns until the body of Rene McAllister, wife of multi-millionaire Alan “Mac”
McAllister, washes up on the beach after a daylong Fourth-of-July bash at the
home of stockbroker, Matthew Wirth. Eager to avoid publicity, authorities dismiss
her death as an accident. Days later, when the body of college drop out, Jamie
Sherman, a neighbor to Wirth, is discovered adrift in his fishing skiff,
investigators suspect foul play, but the Medical Examiner reports that the
youth died of a drug overdose. Only Detective James Raker, upon hearing
McAllister’s complaints of unauthorized trading in his deceased wife’s account,
suspects the two deaths are related. Bucking his superiors, Raker plunges into
an investigation and quickly discovers that at least four members of the
affluent lakeside community had motive and opportunity in either one or both of
the deaths. Raker’s pursuit slams headlong into an investigation being
conducted by the State Bureau of Investigation (SBI) who were closing in on
Jamie Sherman’s drug dealings in the affluent neighborhood.
Ignoring
the orders to drop his investigation, Raker fears that the killer will attack
again and races to prevent it. The killer does strike for a third time but, tragically,
claims the wrong victim. The story is set in the fictitious bedroom community
on Heron Lake, NC, a short commute from Charles City, a metropolitan area of
more than 1,000,000 and the financial center of the state.
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I
have been writing all of my life. I first published at the age of 10 in a
nationally distributed magazine. I grew up in Yankton, South Dakota where I
graduated from high school and went on to secure a degree in English from St.
John University (MN), 1961. After teaching for three years, I entered the world
of business and spent over 40 years in the financial services industry. During
my career, I held positions with The Travelers, Blue Shield/Blue Cross of
Minnesota, Wilson Learning Corporation and Wachovia Bank and Trust. In 2007, I
retired from Merrill Lynch after 15 years with the Winston-Salem, NC, office
where I started my own group that served several hundred clients up and down
the east coast. Since retirement, I have concentrated on my writing which has
been a life long passion and avocation.
I published a small volume of poetry in 2000. My first novel, "Deadly Portfolio: A Killing in Hedge Funds," came out September, 2011, and I followed up with the sequel, "Breached," in October, 2014. I am planning yet another book which I hope to have published in 2016. Meanwhile, I will continue to post articles on the internet and my own web site, www.jjhohn.com, including book and drama reviews, autobiographical sketches and other non-fiction pieces. My poetry has garnered a few awards over the years and I will continue composing in the years to come.
I published a small volume of poetry in 2000. My first novel, "Deadly Portfolio: A Killing in Hedge Funds," came out September, 2011, and I followed up with the sequel, "Breached," in October, 2014. I am planning yet another book which I hope to have published in 2016. Meanwhile, I will continue to post articles on the internet and my own web site, www.jjhohn.com, including book and drama reviews, autobiographical sketches and other non-fiction pieces. My poetry has garnered a few awards over the years and I will continue composing in the years to come.
Web site -- http://www.jjhohn.com
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Twitter:@writerjohnj
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“Hello,” McAllister said, his voice weak and raspy on the other end of the line.
“Mac, this is Matthew. Mac . . . ah . . . we have something to tell you. It’s about Rene, Mac. Ah . . . do you have anyone there with you now?”
“No. Why? Did she finally show up?”
“She’s dead, Mac. She drowned sometime last night. Shirley found her body this morning down by the Sherman dock.”
“Hello,” McAllister said, his voice weak and raspy on the other end of the line.
“Mac, this is Matthew. Mac . . . ah . . . we have something to tell you. It’s about Rene, Mac. Ah . . . do you have anyone there with you now?”
“No. Why? Did she finally show up?”
“She’s dead, Mac. She drowned sometime last night. Shirley found her body this morning down by the Sherman dock.”
My top tens
Peanut butter and jelly on wheat berry bread toasted.
Peanut butter and jelly on home made bread toasted.
Chocolate cake with vanilla ice cream
Touring Civil War battlefields with my son
Duke Ellington, any album, any time.
Watching the sunrise over the Cape Fear River in the morning
when I am walking my dog
Mozart
A real good night of sleep
Mockingbirds
Mourning doves
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