3 Truths and a Lie
Contents (4)
Also by Lisa Gardner
Novels
The Perfect Husband
The Other Daughter
The Third Victim
The Next Accident
The Survivors Club
The Killing Hour
Alone
Gone
Hide
Say Goodbye
The Neighbor
Live to Tell
Love You More
Catch Me
Touch & Go
Fear Nothing
Crash & Burn
Find Her
Short Works
The 7th Month
3 Truths and a Lie
A Detective D. D. Warren Story
Lisa Gardner
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CONTENTS
Also by Lisa Gardner
Title Page
Copyright
3 TRUTHS AND A LIE
Excerpt from Find Her
About the Author
“I don’t know if I can do this.”
“Really? It’s a bunch of fiction writers. I think you’ve faced tougher opponents.”
“Please! Have you read some of these thrillers? Blood and guts every page. Not to mention the keynote speaker’s last name is Slaughter. That tells you something.”
“You’ve faced worse.”
“I don’t know what to say. In their world, detectives only take on serial killers and DNA results are available in a matter of hours. Real-world policing isn’t like that.”
“Tell them that. Give them the truth.”
“Yeah, because I’m going to explain to bunch of crime addicts who Google things like ‘the best way to dispose of a body’ everything they’re getting wrong in their novels. Try again. You have it easier.” She scowled at him. “You get to talk about blood spatter. They’re going to love you.”
“I am naturally charming. And armed with a graphic crime scene photos. The advantage of having done this before.”
D.D. glanced at her watch, scrubbed her palms on her jeans. “Thirty minutes. Thirty minutes till I face forty, fifty—”
“I’d say closer to a hundred.”
“—rabid thriller writers. What am I going to say?”
Alex leaned over, kissed her cheek as they stood in line at the coffee bar. “I’m sure you’ll think of something.”
Then Alex’s coffee order was called. And he left her to fend for herself.