Hard as she tried, twenty-eight-year-old Kendra Clayton never quite broke out of her hometown of Willow, Ohio. Now she works part-time as a GED instructor and beefs up her income by hostessing at her uncle’s restaurant, soaking up the local gossip. It’s a quiet life, but Kendra hasn’t given up hope that one day Mr. Right will walk through the door. In the meantime, her sleepy hollow is about to get a rude awakening, and Kendra is about to get some excitement—though it’s not quite what she had in mind.
When her friend Bernie's boyfriend, a notorious womanizer, is brutally murdered, both she and Kendra are implicated in the crime. The only way Kendra can save herself—and the friend she believes is innocent—is by doing some investigating of her own. And the closer she looks, the more suspects she finds.
Jordan was a man that women loved and hated—usually at the same time. Now one of them has crossed that thin line. But between Jordan’s past and present conquests—and a chain of emptied wallets and vengeful hearts—which one could be a killer? As Kendra’s curiosity draws her deeper into the case, she also gets into an unexpected attraction to a man who may hold the missing piece of the puzzle—if she can survive long enough to put it together.
Genre: FICTION / Mystery & Detective / GeneralThe Company You Keep is a #1 Kindle Bestseller in African-American Literature, #1 Kindle Bestseller in African-American Mystery, Thriller & Suspense, as well as a top five Kindle Bestseller in Cozy mysteries, a top 10 Kindle Bestseller in Female Sleuths, and a top 100 Bestseller in Mystery, Thriller & Suspense. All the books in the series have consistently been on the Kindle Bestseller’s list for African-American Mystery, Thriller & Suspense.
REVIEWS
"A rock 'em-sock 'em novel full of humor, thrills and criminal intent."
—SaVoy Magazine
"A tightly woven mystery..."
—Ebony Magazine
"... Highly recommended."
—Library Journal
"With so many plot twists, Henry's mystery is anything but predictable. Colorful characters and a strong plot drives this novel, which is pleasantly accented by light humor."
—Romantic Times
"A great read from the beginning to the end."
—Kyra Davis, author of Sex, Murder and a Double Latte
I drove back to Archer Street. My mind was racing. Could Jordan really be dead? Then it dawned on me: Bernie hadn't said anything about Vanessa. Was she dead as well?
By now the rain had stopped and the streets were enveloped in fog. I turned onto Archer Street. Was the fog heavier on this street than any of the others I'd driven down? Given the circumstances, I was probably just being paranoid. I mentally kicked myself for watching so many scary movies.
I made my way slowly down the street. When I came upon Bernie's car, I pulled up alongside and looked in. Bernie was sitting behind the wheel with her head in her hands. Her head jerked up when I honked my horn. I parked in front of her and got out.
"Thank God!" she said as she jumped out of her car and ran up to me. We both stood staring at the house for what seemed like a long time.
"Did you call nine-one-one?" I asked finally.
"Yes. They should be here any minute now."
"Bernie, did you see Vanessa in the house?"
She looked for a second like she didn't know who I was talking about. Then the realization of what I'd just asked hit her.
"Oh, my God! I forgot all about her! She could be in there too!"
"That is her car in the driveway, isn't it?" I asked, pointing to the red Mustang.
"Yes," she said, looking confused. "That's her car. But I don't know if she's in there, Kendra. I didn't see her!"
"It's okay. Try and relax. I'm going inside to check and see if she's in there."
Bernie's look of horror wasn't lost on me. I wished I felt as confident as I had just sounded about walking into what could quite possibly be a murder scene.
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Translated by Mari Ángeles Alcaraz Sánchez
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