Dying For Revenge (The Lady Doc Murders Book 1)
Finalist Next Generation Indie Book Awards 2017 Christian Fiction
“Barbara Golder joins the ranks of Chesterton’s bloodthirsty heirs as she spins a tale that will delight mystery fans. With Dying for Revenge in hand, your beach experience is now complete!”
Mark P. Shea, Author of “Mercy Works”
Someone is killing the rich and famous residents of Telluride, Colorado, and the medical investigator, Dr. Jane Wallace, is on a collision course with the murderer. Compelled by profound loss and injustice, Jane will risk her own life to protect others from vengeful death, even as she exacts a high price from those who have destroyed her world. DYING FOR REVENGE is a story of love, obsession and forgiveness, seen through the eyes of a passionate, beautiful woman trying to live her life — imperfectly but vibrantly — even if she won’t survive.
“Dying for Revenge dives into the deeply personal place in so many hearts with “justifiable” reasons for revenge… but the face of mercy is entwined in the unexpected turn of events. You’ll be captivated…”
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Dying for Revenge
THE LADY DOC MURDERS | BOOK ONE
By Barbara Golder
Excerpt and Reviews
John had just touched my face in his familiar way when the phone startled me out of my sleep. It was one of those vivid dreams, the kind that it takes a minute or two to realize you’ve passed from it into wakefulness. I was especially unhappy because, since his death five years ago, the only way I ever saw my husband or felt his touch was in my restless slumber. The phone rang again, insisting that I answer. In my line of work, a call in the middle of the night is never happy news. It means that death has come calling, unexpected, or violent, or both. It’s the time of night when teenagers run off the road, when drug deals go sour, when sick old men die, the man inside having given up the struggle to keep the man outside alive, when drunken spouses abuse each other to death. At the end of it all, somebody calls the medical examiner and I am pulled out of my orderly world into someone else’s dark night. I wondered idly what particular nightmare I was entering this time as I punched the keypad of my cell phone.
I am not particularly civil at three in the morning. Fortunately forme, the cops who are on duty at that hour — the ones most likely to call— aren’t too sensitive. This time it was the sheriff of San MiguelCounty himself who answered. His voice called up his lanky frame,thinning red hair, pockmarked face and crooked nose.
“Aren’t you just Dr. Mary Sunshine! Wake up, Jane Wallace, you’vegot a case.” His gravelly chuckle broke up a bit. Call reception isn’talways good in the mountains.“Yeah, yeah, yeah.” I rubbed my eyes and took another stab atcivility. “What’s up, Tom?”
I sat up, stretching my neck and trying to come to consciousness.Tom had used my first name, something he never did, preferring to alternate between Dr. Wallace when he was vexed with me, and Doc when he approved of the way I was executing the demands of my office as Chief Medical Examiner for the Western Slope of Colorado.
“Oh, big dealings right here in Mountain Village. We got ourselvesa celebrity murder, we do.”
The words were flippant and out of context with the somber nature of such early morning calls. There’s a certain propensity toward inappropriate humor among those of us who work regularly among the dead and the degenerate. I wouldn’t put it past any of my law enforcement brethren, least of all Patterson with his avuncular style, to string me along for the sake of a little joke to liven up an otherwise routine death. I could jest with the best of them.
“Just as long as it’s not Mitch Houston, we’ll be fine.”
Houston, Hollywood’s current favorite leading man and a very hot commodity, had moved to town several months before, buying both atrophy home in Mountain Village and a remote cabin on a thousand acres in one of the basins in the Wilson Peaks, in a display of conspicuous consumption excessive even for Telluride, Colorado, my adopted home on the western slope of the Rockies. The silence at the other end of the phone did not bode well for my career on the comedy circuit. I sat upright, awake, my mind suddenly clear, and feeling dismayed.
“Are you kidding me?” I asked.
Any murder is a tragedy, but this one was going to be a pain in the ass to boot.
“Dying For Revenge is a darn good medical thriller — a page-turning plot and vivid characters — with a stop-you-in your tracks twist: the costs of revenge. It’s a gripping story — I defy anyone to put it down.”
Deacon Dennis Dorner – Chancellor,
Archdiocese of Atlanta
“When medical brilliance and a riveting plot collide, you get Dying For Revenge — a story of intrigue, murder, and faith that will leave everyone suspect but only one guilty…”
Rev David Carter JCL – Rector Basilica of Sts. Peter and Paul, Chattanooga TN
“I know it sounds cliché, but I honestly couldn’t put this down. It isn’t just who-dun-it, but it’s the story of the power of understanding in a world that’s afraid of self-knowledge.”
Joan Watson – Director of Adult Formation, Diocese of Nashville
Dying for Compassion (The Lady Doc Murders Book 2)
“It is rare indeed to find an author who not only tells a good story but writes with real literary flair. Barbara Golder is such an author. In this latest offering, we find the plot twists and twisted characters that one would expect in a good murder mystery but also the fine character development and deep insight into the human condition which separates the truly great mysteries from the run of the mill.”
Joseph Pearce, Author of The Quest for Shakespeare, The Unmasking of Oscar Wilde, and Tolkien: Man & Myth
What happens to a new love when an old one appears to claim first rights to a man and a marriage?
Just as Telluride Medical Examiner Jane Wallace and Irish writer Eoin Conner take their first steps toward romance, Eoin’s beautiful wife Fiona arrives to resume her long-abandoned life with Eoin.
When Eoin discovers that Fiona was responsible for the denial of their annulment, he returns to Ireland to find the proof to free him to marry Jane. After Fiona is found dead in her hotel room, Eoin is indicted for her murder.
Unwilling to leave the matter solely in the hands of Irish authorities, Jane goes to Ireland to follow the evidence wherever it leads. She leaves behind a tangle of problems in Telluride, where it is left to her trusted friend Father Matt to unravel the mysteries at home, unaware that they hold the key to Jane’s mystery abroad.