Vince Roundtree had devoted his life to one thing, music. As the tuba professor at the University of Hedgeford, he spent his days shaping the lives of young people, and his nights walking along the river on a journey to find true peace.
On a rainy spring evening, in a darkened Hedgeford Park, their paths intersected in an unexpected way. Their chance meeting set them on a path of forgiveness, understanding, acceptance, and love. Blinded by their rose-colored glasses, neither could foresee how much they’d need all of those, and more, to survive what was to come.
A mother’s anguish, and eight determined souls, convince Spring to break her silence about the people in the water. While the scandal burns, death comes calling, and it will be up to Vince to save her from certain death before time runs out.
Movement caught my eye and I twisted my head to the left. I forced the gasp away, so I didn’t alarm him, and remained still. There were eight college-age kids, males and females, lined up, blocking the pathway back to the bandshell. The two I had seen earlier were in the pack, along with the boy who had been showing up in the park and my home. There were five more, and they were all in different stages of decomposition. Water dripped from them, leaving puddles of liquid to pool around their feet, which only I could see. My heart started to pound. They were confused, and they were scared. There was pain and agony. There was so much fear. Flashes of silver exploded behind my eyes and with each flash my body ached with stabbing pain. I started choking as the air around me became thick and unbreathable. I begged them to speak, but they couldn’t. They presented in their death state rather than their living, and none of them could break the brutality of their death to speak. Whatever happened to them was traumatic and they were forever stuck in their death state. I kept hearing the words help, stop, and find inside my head.
Help. Stop. Find. Were they kids who had gone missing and were trying to tell me they want to be found? I didn’t know, but obviously the river had something to do with their death, considering they were dripping wet. All eight dragged and rattled their way back down the bank of the river painstakingly slow. When they reached the rocky bank they never stopped, marching on until they disappeared below the level of the blackened water.
The mystery, wow, just wow. I was enthralled and guessing left and right "who done it". Not only did Spring and Vince's romance have me enthralled in the story, but the mystery thrown in is fascinating and you won't want to put your ereader down. If you enjoy a romantic suspense with a touch of paranormal I highly recommend digging in and devouring Someone in the Water!
Katie lives with her soulmate, whom she met online at Thanksgiving and married in April. Almost nineteen years later her love story is a true case of instalove. She and her husband share their lives with their three children, and one very special leopard gecko named Gibbs. When not busy being a band mom, Katie has a slight addiction to Twitter and blogging, with a lessening aversion to Pinterest now that she quit trying to make the things she pinned.
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