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Death in the Family

Tessa Wegert
Contents ( 37)
  1. Acknowledgments
  2. Contents
  3. PROLOGUE
  4. ONE
  5. TWO
  6. THREE
  7. FOUR
  8. FIVE
  9. SIX
  10. SEVEN
  11. EIGHT
  12. NINE
  13. TEN
  14. ELEVEN
  15. TWELVE
  16. THIRTEEN
  17. FOURTEEN
  18. FIFTEEN
  19. SIXTEEN
  20. SEVENTEEN
  21. EIGHTEEN
  22. NINETEEN
  23. TWENTY
  24. TWENTY-ONE
  25. TWENTY-TWO
  26. TWENTY-THREE
  27. TWENTY-FOUR
  28. TWENTY-FIVE
  29. TWENTY-SIX
  30. TWENTY-SEVEN
  31. TWENTY-EIGHT
  32. TWENTY-NINE
  33. THIRTY
  34. THIRTY-ONE
  35. THIRTY-TWO
  36. About the Author
  37. What’s next on your reading list?
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Book title, Death in the Family, author, Tessa Wegert, imprint, Berkley

BERKLEY PRIME CRIME

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Copyright © 2020 by Tessa Wegert

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Library of Congress Cataloging-in-Publication Data

Names: Wegert, Tessa, author.

Title: Death in the family / Tessa Wegert.

Description: First edition. | New York: Berkley Prime Crime, 2020. | Series: A Shana Merchant novel; book 1

Identifiers: LCCN 2019026827 | ISBN 9780593097892 (hardcover) | ISBN 9780593097908 (ebook)

Subjects: GSAFD: Mystery fiction.

Classification: LCC PS3623.E422656 D43 2020 | DDC 813/.6—dc23

LC record available at https://lccn.loc.gov/2019026827

First Edition: February 2020

Cover art: Isle with house on lake © Michael Trevillion

Cover design by Judith Lagerman

Title page photograph: Shutterstock/Sarah Mika

This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, business establishments, events, or locales is entirely coincidental.

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For my family, who gave this story life

Acknowledgments

There are many brilliant and generous people without whom this book would not exist, and while I can’t name them all here, I hold them in my heart. Thank you, Marlene Stringer and Grace House, for your inestimable contributions, and for loving this story as much as I do. To Sheriff Colleen O’Neill, thank you for allowing me to pick your brain about life as a BCI senior investigator. Thank you to Martin Karlow, Dorinda Bonanno, and Michelle Sowden for reading, and also to John and Carol Repsher, for introducing me to the Thousand Islands all those years ago. To Karl, Leila, and Karel Wegert, your encouragement means more to me than I could ever express. Finally, thank you to Remi and Schafer for your boundless enthusiasm (never give up!), and above all, to Grant. I couldn’t have done it without you.

Contents

Title Page

Copyright

Dedication

Acknowledgments

Prologue

Chapter One

Chapter Two

Chapter Three

Chapter Four

Chapter Five

Chapter Six

Chapter Seven

Chapter Eight

Chapter Nine

Chapter Ten

Chapter Eleven

Chapter Twelve

Chapter Thirteen

Chapter Fourteen

Chapter Fifteen

Chapter Sixteen

Chapter Seventeen

Chapter Eighteen

Chapter Nineteen

Chapter Twenty

Chapter Twenty-one

Chapter Twenty-two

Chapter Twenty-three

Chapter Twenty-four

Chapter Twenty-five

Chapter Twenty-six

Chapter Twenty-seven

Chapter Twenty-eight

Chapter Twenty-nine

Chapter Thirty

Chapter Thirty-one

Chapter Thirty-two

About the Author

PROLOGUE

It was late September, the kind of morning that turns orange when you close your eyes, weather so sweet everyone on the sidewalk gulps fresh air like kids drinking soda. I got off the subway at Woodhaven Boulevard eager for my share, but as I made my way up the avenue it wasn’t the incandescent day I saw but weeds pushing up through the cracks in the sidewalk, ugly blotches where spilled coffee defaced the pavement. In spite of its flaws, Queens was drenched in autumn beauty.