Deadfall: An Alaska Mystery by Sue Henry
By Sue Henry
Iditarod musher Jessie Arnold is being stalked and terrorized through an nameless enemy. First, certainly one of her sled canine is improperly injured in a metal seize and an ominous be aware leaves without doubt that the seize used to be set with malicious rationale. Threatening cell calls and unsigned messages keep on with -- urgent Alaska country Trooper Alex Jensen to induce Jessie to enter hiding whereas he attempts to trace down the resource of the threats. ultimately, a close to deadly vehicle crash convinces Jessie to allow Alex fly her to an remoted island greater than 200 miles away.
There on desolate, windswept Kachemak Bay, Jessie hikes the island trails along with her lead puppy Tank, marveling on the beauty of her solitude. yet in a desolate tract jam-packed with risks and hiding locations, she quickly discovers she isn't really by myself. With Alex looking for a madman 1000's of miles away, Jessie is on her own...playing a perilous video game of cover and search with a killer.
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6 Headquarters of the Iditarod Trail Committee occupied a unique one-story log structure on Knik Road, closer to Wasilla than the cabin where Jessie and Alex lived together. Built of larger-than-usual logs, stained a warm reddish brown, it was impressive to visitors, including hundreds of tourists who came by the busload. It had been purposely situated near the route of the old historic Iditarod Trail that in the early 1900s had run from the docks in Seward, over a Chugach Mountain pass to the Matanuska Valley, where it joined the trail taken by the modern race north to the gold rush town of Iditarod.
What’s wrong? ” Jessie turned and walked back across the room to the sofa—where she had evidently been sitting—pulled her stockinged feet up under her, and curled up against a pile of pillows, wrapping the afghan tight around herself and staring up at him. Something was terribly wrong. This was not the confident, self-sufficient woman he was used to. “There was another one,” she said through stiff lips. She gestured toward the dog lot, most of which was visible through the large window in the northwest corner of the room.
As the troopers walked back through the gift shop, Becker stopped for a minute to take a look at a picture of several Iditarod champions that hung next to the sales counter. As he Deadfall / 53 turned to follow Alex to the door, a tall woman in the gray-blue uniform of a postal worker came in and up to the counter. “Hi, Jennie. ” She handed over a pile of envelopes, large and small, held together with a rubber band, and went out the door. ” The clerk didn’t lay them down, but moved from behind the cash register to take them into the office the troopers had just left.