Solving this case is going to be a long climb
Detective Pat is called out to another park homicide scene with disturbing similarities to the Fish Creek murder. Digging more deeply into the evidence reveals something even more worrisome. If her instincts are right, this case may hit a little too close to home.
Is she just imagining the connections? Or could her family be in real danger?
The clock is ticking as Detective Pat homes in on a killer.
The story had a nice flow to it and beautiful and colorful descriptions especially of the parks. There is a lot of attention to detail which helps to enrich the story.
—Joanne
Looking for a police procedural set in picturesque Canada? Let Award-winning and Bestselling Author P.D. Workman take you her favourite Calgary parks, as Métis detective Margie Patenaude investigates a murder in this fast-paced new series.
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Genre: FICTION / Mystery & Detective / Police Procedural4.7 stars on Amazon, 4.8 on Goodreads
Margie took each step carefully, eyes alert for anything that might be evidence, even outside the tape. Then they ducked under the tape and moved toward the center of the cordoned-off area.
“Male, mid to late thirties,” Shack said. “Doesn’t appear to be robbery. No sign of a fight, no one has come forward who witnessed an argument or violence between the victim and someone else.”
Margie nodded. Similar to the Fish Creek murder. She studied the body. The man was on his back so she could see the location of the stab wound. “I might be wrong, but I think the point of entry is a bit higher than the one in Fish Creek,” she said. She leaned closer to get a better look at the body without touching it or compromising anything else at the scene. “Hard to judge his height and the angle of entry from this position.”
“Your suspect in the Fish Creek case…”
She raised her brows at Shack. “Yes?”
“It was a juvenile offender?”
“Yeah. Tall for a fourteen-year-old, but still not an adult. How long ago, do you think?” Margie had nitrile gloves on. She touched the man’s wrist to gauge his temperature. She couldn’t feel any warmth through the thin layer of protection. It hadn’t just happened. But she knew it had been over an hour since the Calgary police had been called in. Presumably, it had taken some time to sort out who should be involved in the investigation, and the family with the toddler had not reported seeing or hearing any violence, so the body had probably been lying there for some time before they saw him.
