The Christopher Killer by Alane Ferguson
The Sleepy Rocky mountain town of Silverton, Colorado, Hasn’t seen a murder in years, According to Pat Mahoney, The county coroner. So when his teenage daughter Cameryn, Asks if she can be his assistant – as preparation for a career in forensic pathology – he figured it’s a safe bet. But neither of them imagines that their first case will involve someone Cameryn knows… the fourth victim of a serial killer called The Christopher Killer.
Attending her first autopsy is more difficult than Cameryn had ever expected, but she’s determined to find her Friends murderer. Before long, Cameryn is plunged into a disturbing mystery, matching wits with everyone from the cantankerous medical examiner who doubts her abilities to the famous psychic who is predicting yet another death – soon.
This book is fantastic for people who watch CSI and are interested in knowing specific details about the forensic side of crime as well as a good mystery.
Not too gory with the details, the faint at heart are still able to read without a bucket close by, but it does go step by step scientifically about autopsies and other forensic detail with actual term specifics.
Currently the first book in a 4 book series, the author has also combined forces with other mystery authors and have written spin off shorter novels including mysteries like the Hardy boys for the 21st Century
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Excerpt from the book:
She put her hand onto the pad; even through her plastic glove the paper felt warm to the touch. That meant to the light must have been on a long time – maybe days - even when the room has been lit by natural sunlight. Curious, se opened the nightstand drawer and searched inside. There was nothing in there except a tattered phone book and an open book of matched. On a hunch she pulled out the phone book – hadn’t he been writing down a number? – With the idea of checking the partial number to a liquor store. As if on cut the pages fell open in her hand to a place where a small baggie had been inserted between its leaves. “Hell-o” she murmured to herself. When she held the crumpled baggie to the light she saw a dozen yellow hexagons, stamped with the number 80. There was a prescription inside the bag as well, dirty and dog-eared.
”Hey, what you got there, Cammie?” her father asked.
At the sound of her name, Cameryn felt her scalp jump. “Uh-I was just – I saw a partial number written on this pad here and I thought maybe our guy was going through the phone book before he died. I found this baggie inside. It’s okay that I picked it up, right?”
“We long as you’ve got your gloves on. Like I told you, the coroner owns the affects of the deceased. The sheriff can’t touch anything”, he said, raising his eyebrows, “but we can.”
“So what’s in the bag, Cameryn?” Jacobs asked
“There’s some loose pills and a prescription for… I think it says… Inderal.” She smoothed the aggie between her fingers and read the scrolling print. “Yeah, it’s Inderal. T was prescribed to Lawrence Roberson. Wait, I think there’s more than one prescription inside.” She opened the bag and fanned three prescriptions in her hands like playing cares.” Looks like there’s one a month for three more months, all for Inderal.”
Sheriff Jacobs pulled the end of his long nose. “Inderal? What the heck is that?”
Her father seemed please. Walking over to Cameryn he took the baggie from her hand. “It’s a drug used for Esophageal varices.”
”Tell me in English,” Sheriff Jacobs snapped.
”It’s for enlarged veins in the esophagus. If they open up a person can bleed to death.”
Don’t forget to read her Next novels in the Series:
The Angel of Death
Circle of Blood
The Dying Breath
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Life as we knew it by Susan Beth Pfeffer
Throat Culture – Christopher Golden
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