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The new book in the Alvarez & Pescoli series, DESERVES TO DIE , is coming out this summer! So let's go back to the beginning of the series for a peek at how this all began. See below for an excerpt from LEFT TO DIE .

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Jillian took a sip of coffee, set a squirming Marilyn onto the ground and was about to walk up the stairs to her bedroom when her cell, still in her hand, jangled. She answered before the second ring. “Hello?”

“He’s alive,” a reedy, paper-thin voice whispered.

“Pardon?”

“He’s alive.”

“Who? Who’s alive? Who is this?”

“Your husband. He’s alive.”

“I know he’s alive. And by the way, he’s my ex.” She knew Mason Rivers was very much alive and still driving a BMW, practicing law and most likely cheating on his most recent wife. Lots of women wished him dead, but Mason was just too damned egotistical to die. “Who is this?”

“Not your ex.”

“I’m hanging up,” Jillian said after a moment. A cold sensation was climbing up the back of her neck as she stared out the kitchen window at the gray waters of the lake. Her own pale reflection in the glass looked frightened. “Who are you?”

Click.

The phone went dead and as she stared at it she saw that her hand was shaking. Trembling. Her throat as dry as dust. Aaron. Whoever was on the other end of the phone was telling her . . . warning her . . . that Aaron was alive?

What the hell was that all about? And it wasn’t true!

But they never found his body, did they?

You never quit believing that someday he would walk back through your front door to explain how he’d left you alone after he’d embezzled all that money. After the police had suspected you were in on the plot to steal over half a million dollars in funds from people who had invested with him, trusted him.

“Oh God,” she whispered and dropped the phone, sending it clattering across the tile floor.