Almost Dead (The Lizzy Gardner Series Book 5)
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Life for private investigator Lizzy Gardner will never be the same. It’s been three weeks since her fiancé, Jared, was shot on what was supposed to be their wedding day. He’s in a coma now, and Lizzy is being forced to make a decision she might not be able to live with.
But a string of deaths has forced her to get back to work. While they appear to be unrelated accidents at first glance, a closer look shows they all have something in common. More than a decade earlier, the victims were all members of the Ambassador Club at a Sacramento high school: a posh posse that bullied other students, one of whom remains tormented years later.
In this pulse-pounding thriller from New York Times and USA Today bestselling author T.R. Ragan, Lizzy will need her colleagues and what’s left of her wits to help her track down a cunning killer with a deadly revenge list before the next name—maybe hers—is crossed off for good.
purse. She took all the dishes from the table. Poured out the milk, washed and dried every dish, wiped fingerprints from the phone, table, and chairs. She dumped the cake along with the plate into the plastic bag, making sure to seal it tightly before putting it inside her oversized bag. When there was nothing left on the table or in the sink, she wiped down all the furniture one more time. She then removed and folded the gloves, tucked them into her bag along with everything else. She peeked out
going to get an earful. “I know what you’re thinking.” “No,” Lizzy said. “I don’t think you do. If you did, you might see how very silly your group sounds to an outsider.” “You shouldn’t be so quick to judge. Rich kids are taunted, too. We were treated like outliers, so we decided to band together and do something about it.” “Are you saying that kids picked on you?” “In the beginning, yes. But our group rallied together quickly. They didn’t have a chance after that.” Lizzy pulled in her
sharp steel. The surprise in his eyes, the open mouth, the stunned expression: that was the look she’d been hoping for earlier when she’d greeted him at the door. Slow clap. Wow, I didn’t know you had it in you. This is more like it! Brandon’s eyes had grown big and round. Both of his hands were clamped around the handle of the knife protruding from his chest. His eyes rolled to the back of his head, and he stumbled forward. She jumped out of his way. Thunk. For a moment, she just stared at
slicked-back hair, she knew he’d be single for a while. “What do you think about financing?” he asked. “What do you mean?” “Are you looking for a larger monthly payment over a shorter duration of time or—” “Cash,” she said. “OK, now we’re talkin’. This baby isn’t cheap, you know?” “That’s all right, Mr. Jennings, I’ve worked hard my entire life. I deserve a nice car.” “Well, good for you.” She didn’t want him asking questions about her work, so she asked him about himself, and for the
people closest to them. It’s sickening.” “Lizzy, most people don’t live in constant fear, waiting for someone to attack them.” “Well, anyone associated with me or standing anywhere near me . . . anyone who knows me, for that matter, probably needs to be aware that they could be attacked at any moment for doing absolutely nothing. It’s a fucking zoo out there.” “So you think whoever took Shelby was someone she knew?” Lizzy thought about it. “Yes. I do.” “It’s good to hear a little passion