Residents of Rubicon Ranch are finding body parts scattered all over the desert. Who was the victim and why did someone want him so very dead?
Everyone in this upscale housing development is hiding something.
Leia Menendez has a plan: get to Rubicon Ranch, get in, get what was hers, get out. But does her plan include murder?
Egypt Hayes knows there are secrets hidden in Rubicon Ranch and she intends to use them in her next film. And maybe even use them to get revenge.
Moody Sinclair once killed an eight-year-old boy. Has she killed again?
Her brother Jake is searching for redemption. Did he find it in the death of another?
Eighty-two-year-old Eloy Franklin sits on his porch and watches. But does he do more than watch?
Ward Preminger was electrified by his encounter with the victim. Did find a way to get even? Forty-three-year-old Melanie Gray stumbled on the first necropiece. But is she as innocent as she seems?
Sheriff Seth Bryan is bitter and cynical at having lost everything he values. Is he manufacturing crimes to bring him the notoriety he craves?
Seven Second Wind Publishing authors collaborated to write Rubicon Ranch: Necropieces
Laz is a native of Oklahoma who has lived all over the south. He holds three degrees, including a Doctorate in Spiritual Development. He has been obsessed with writing since he was a boy. A father of three and grandfather of two, he resides in North Carolina with his wife of 33 years and an irritating cat, Jessie, who is for sale cheap.
Masters of the collective novel, Second Wind Publishing have two mysteries set in Rubicon Ranch and another on the way. Each has a fascinating cast of characters, and authors take turns at telling their own hero or anti-hero’s side of the tale. The chapters blend well, tying nicely together, leaving readers to extrapolate in all the right places, and always keeping those vital details hidden.
Different actors take the stage, press the story forward, hide their secrets and ponder their lies, all the time with no one knowing whodunit until the final script is proffered. Readers too will follow red herrings (usually red with blood and body parts, or the eponymous necropieces), wonder who’s hiding what and why, and unsettlingly decide they’re not so sure if X or Y really did “it” or did something else entirely. It’s complicated, fun, entirely worthy of Agatha Christie, and I only wish there weren’t so many great characters threatening to leave by the end of the book. But who knows; perhaps they’ll stay. I’ll have to wait for book three to find out.
Meanwhile, what did happen to her husband in the car accident? An overarching mystery in a series of mystery novels, written by a fine blend of writers. What’s not to like?
Disclosure: I found a free copy and I loved it. More please!