Steve Wade Mysteries by Iris Wynne - Book Tour + Giveaway
The Missing Mah Jongg Player
A Steve Wade Mystery Book 1
by
Iris Wynne
Iris Wynne
Genre:
Crime Mystery, Thriller
Crime Mystery, Thriller
Steve Wade is an ex-cop with an ex-wife and girlfriends he could never
commit to. Now he’s a private investigator known for his knack in
solving crimes.
commit to. Now he’s a private investigator known for his knack in
solving crimes.
This handsome private eye never has a problem finding customers. His
newest case involves five frantic Mah Jongg players who are in search
of one of their players who disappeared after meeting a man on an
Internet dating site.
newest case involves five frantic Mah Jongg players who are in search
of one of their players who disappeared after meeting a man on an
Internet dating site.
Wade is reluctant to take the case, believing it to be just another woman
not wanting to be found. But the Mah Jongg players are insistent that
Marilou did not vanish on her own. In the meantime, they organize a
Valentine’s speed-dating gig inviting all the suspects who dated
Marilou in an attempt to find her.
not wanting to be found. But the Mah Jongg players are insistent that
Marilou did not vanish on her own. In the meantime, they organize a
Valentine’s speed-dating gig inviting all the suspects who dated
Marilou in an attempt to find her.
As he watches the dinner play out he begins to realize she may not have
gone willingly when all the suspects are before him. He even hires
his sometime drop-dead gorgeous girlfriend for the event to lure the
culprit out into the open. Steve just hopes no one goes home with a
potential killer.
gone willingly when all the suspects are before him. He even hires
his sometime drop-dead gorgeous girlfriend for the event to lure the
culprit out into the open. Steve just hopes no one goes home with a
potential killer.
Wade has to work fast as the case begins to unravel when lies and betrayal
become evident and the truth of what happened to Marilou becomes
clear. Will he be able to find the suspect before they choose another
victim? This may be his biggest challenge yet.
become evident and the truth of what happened to Marilou becomes
clear. Will he be able to find the suspect before they choose another
victim? This may be his biggest challenge yet.
The Missing Housewife
A Steve Wade Mystery Book 2
Steve Wade is an ex-cop and now private investigator. His reputation for
solving crimes is growing.
solving crimes is growing.
His newest client is a man charged with a murder he says he did not
commit. The convict's sister has evidence that the person he
supposedly murdered is alive and living somewhere in Shanghai after
an old classmate of hers sees a double of the murdered victim while
touring parts of Asia.
commit. The convict's sister has evidence that the person he
supposedly murdered is alive and living somewhere in Shanghai after
an old classmate of hers sees a double of the murdered victim while
touring parts of Asia.
Is the murder victim, a woman, really alive and the man charged with her
murder innocent?
murder innocent?
Steve does not know what to think. Should he believe a convicted killer who
was once a drug addict living on the streets? Steve however does not
want an innocent man to spend the rest of his life in jail.
was once a drug addict living on the streets? Steve however does not
want an innocent man to spend the rest of his life in jail.
It's a dilemma he must think through and to try to prove the convicted
murderer's innocence.
murderer's innocence.
She
had left her group and her husband in order to go to the Peace Hotel washroom
which was one of or perhaps even the nicest washroom she had ever seen. Its
decor was all black and white marble with gold faucets matching the gold
chandeliers along the walls that lit the room. Each toilet had its own cubicle
and a shiny black door. American style—no hole in the ground—to every tourist’s
delight.
And
that is when she saw her.
Connie
stared at the woman beside her who was washing her face. A ghost from the past;
a woman who was ostensibly dead four years ago. She blinked back at the woman a
few times. She hadn’t seen her in over ten years. She had known her since
childhood which was embedded forever as a memory.
And
Connie Stern’s memory was exceptional. She was the type of person who never
forgot a face.
The
woman beside her was tall and slim. Her hair, once a shiny dark hue, was now
peppered with gray. But those eyes were the same, an unusual dark green that
glowed like emeralds. That was her trademark along with her natural beauty. She
was the second child of a famous music producer from Toronto. His five
beautiful daughters had lived in Rosedale, one of the wealthiest areas in
Toronto. The youngest three were from another marriage, but they all lived
together in harmony with the second wife, or so the story goes.
If
that was Patricia Gold, she would be in her forties and the woman across from
her was definitely that age. Her attractiveness was gone, though, after years
of living on the street.
It
had been a surprise in the community, to say the least, when she left her
husband and children in search of drugs. Connie could not believe it when it
happened. She had known Patricia well growing up and never saw a sign of it, of
the unhappiness or the addiction to drugs. She did know, however, that Patricia
wanted to be thinner so she could model. She glanced at her again. The woman
glimpsed back at her briefly as she washed her hands.
Connie
thought of Patricia's husband, whom she knew in high school. He was popular and
could pick any girl he wanted. When they married, she and Patricia were no
longer friends which always happened in a big city. Different universities, new
jobs, and location changes all caused people to make new friends. Nevertheless,
they were the perfect couple, everyone thought. Connie always had fond memories
of her.
Connie
put her hands in the dryer, peering over at the woman again. She remembered one
of the last times seeing her. It was years ago when she and her own husband
were walking their kids in strollers when Patricia and her husband drove by and
asked them for directions to the nearest park. Their children were sitting in
the back seat, silently staring up at them. It was only Connie who had recognized
them but said nothing as her husband rambled off the directions. Too much time
had passed for either of them to say anything. Everyone looked different with
age anyway. Still, she never forgot a face.
Another
time, she had seen her at a bar midtown, around Yonge and Eglinton. Connie and
two of her friends had decided to go out on the town without kids or spouses,
like old times. She hated it though, missing her husband and children, and was
just as happy to be home with them. Let the singles have the single life, she
had thought. But she did see Patricia Gold there, all dressed up, looking
lovely, holding a drink with another old friend who Connie also knew in high
school. Her friend was a runner and to this day would be seen running down
Avenue Road as if the devil was trying to catch up to her.
And
that was the last time she saw Patricia, until now, that is, if it was her.
She
held her breath. “Patricia?”
The
woman looked up and turned to her with a frown.
“Patricia
Gold, is that really you?”
The
woman’s green eyes opened wide along with her mouth. She stared back for a
second and then ran out of the washroom, leaving Connie staring back at the
swinging door. Connie put her hands down on the white granite sink and
wondered, of all things, if the sink was real gold, gold plated or just painted
gold. The chandeliers flickered and her reflection staring back at her in the
mirror looked flushed and confused. Did she see a ghost or was it a
double? She did what the other
woman did and rinsed her face. She was wrong—she had hoped—and shook her head
trying to ignore what had just happened. She would continue her vacation and
carry on as if nothing had happened.
Iris Wynne is a book lover, a day dreamer and a hopeless romantic. She is
a writer of cozy mysteries with an element of romance. She is a
mother of two girls and in her spare time she dog walks, plays golf
in the summer and of course grabs a game of Mah Jongg whenever she
can.
a writer of cozy mysteries with an element of romance. She is a
mother of two girls and in her spare time she dog walks, plays golf
in the summer and of course grabs a game of Mah Jongg whenever she
can.
Iris lives in Toronto, Canada with her husband. Her children live on their
own and her parents are relieved to receive a text message from them
now and then.
own and her parents are relieved to receive a text message from them
now and then.
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