Wednesday, May 15, 2019

Gone by Karyn Good - Book Tour and Giveaway

Ever since a devastating family tragedy seventeen years ago, Grace Bighill has struggled to keep her remaining family from falling apart. Then the discovery of her mother's body in the woods unearths a connection to a decades old murder case, and Grace is dragged into a politician's bitter bid for revenge.

Constable Mike Davenport's days in Aspen Lake are numbered. He's ready to take his next step up the career ladder somewhere a lot more cosmopolitan. He's avoided any emotional attachments, despite having fallen hard for a certain stubborn local. But when a body turns up, Mike's careful intentions collapse in the face of Grace's grief and her exhaustive efforts to care for her family.

A search for answers leads Grace and Mike down a twisted path proving no one can escape their roots. But someone might die trying.


Mike cast a wary look back as Grace hobbled up the worn porch steps and passed the ancient wicker rockers. She spared Mike a spot of sympathy. The unfortunate man was about to get glimpse of Bighill drama. 

Her sister spread her arms open and offered a nervous smile. "Surprise."

Hope might look like a blonde, blue-eyed angel, but she possessed a wild, restless heart. They were nothing alike in looks or temperament, but she loved her sister. When she didn’t want to throttle her. 

Grace didn’t smile back. "Gee, Hope. Long time no see. Missed you at Christmas. And Easter. And all the other holidays.” 

Hope dropped her arms, eyes widening. "What happened to your face? Oh, my God, your knee?"

“Bar fight.” Grace waved off her sister’s concern. “What are you doing here?"

Hope’s expressive eyes widened even further, and she risked a furtive peek at Mike, who was very obviously in uniform and on duty. “You didn’t start it, did you?”

“No, I did not.” Grace resisted the urge to stomp her foot. “And quit stalling.”

Mike moved in next to Grace, his warm hand coming to rest against her lower back. His fingers flexed, and she wanted his arm to slip around her. She wanted to lean into him. To tap into his quiet strength so she wouldn’t be quite so tempted to open her mouth and scream. She wasn’t a fan of either screaming or leaning.

Instead, she stepped away from his comfort. "Thanks for the ride."

Mike glanced at Hope. "Can I have a minute with Grace?"

Before she could explain how very unnecessary his continued presence was, Hope slunk back into the house and closed the door. The traitor. 

 Mike hovered at her side. "Are you sure you want me to leave?"

Just doing his job. That’s all his concern meant. "My sister's not going to hurt me."

"Not what I asked. And for the record, not what I was thinking."

"Well, excuse me for not being psychic.” God, she should stop talking. 

“I was thinking you might need a friend.”

If he said the friend word one more time tonight she was going to lose her mind.

About the Author

Karyn Good grew up on the Canadian prairies and she's still there loving every minute. She writes romantic suspense featuring strong heroines and the men who love them. In the pages of her books you'll find danger, passion, and a winding path of twists and turns that lead to forever.

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