Mistaken Identity (The Cold Brush Stroke 1)

By Lily Green

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A MACABRE MASTERPIECE PAINTED IN BLOOD
A STROKE OF THE HAND, OF KNIFE, OF PAINTBRUSH

Sarah Anne Matthews is just a normal girl with a 9-5 job and a roommate that is almost like a sister, except her roommate is blonde and she is dark-haired.

One winter day, she comes home early to catch a stranger in their house. She finds herself hiding, only letting herself out after she was sure the man has gone. What she finds in the upper bedrooms will change her life forever.

Det. Christopher “Kit” Sorenson and his team are after a serial killer who tortures, murders a string of dark-haired women, and paints the scene using the victim’s blood. He follows the trail of mayhem until he arrives at Sarah’s town. For the first time, the serial killer has made a mistake – he killed the wrong woman.

And he is here to make sure that when he comes back for the intended victim, he is waiting.

When Kit and Sarah meet each other, they feel a bond deeper than the circumstance that brought them together. The sexual tension is palpable, and as forceful as the lurking evil waiting for another chance at murder, so is lust waiting for just a chance to let loose and consume them both.

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This series contains GRAPHIC sexual content that readers may find objectionable, including explicit language, violence, and erotic themes.

EXCERPT
When they got me down to the station, this man who looked like a Native American was standing there in the squad room with snow sticking to his hair. It was his brown skin and the long, jet-black hair that made him look like he had a background. He has a surprisingly handsome face, and his color made him look exotically beautiful. I could not believe at first that he was a detective. I thought he could be a model because he was also tall, reaching six feet easily, and the way he carried himself attracted attention from men and women alike.

But he was not smiling and his brown eyes were cold as they observed me silently. It looked like he just got out of the shower and was wearing two different boots on his feet.

I was talking to officer Timmons then. “He didn't feel like he meant any malice or wanted to do harm to anyone. I know how strange that sounds, but I can only tell you what I felt when I looked into his eyes.”

“So, you have attached yourself to him, and that you sympathize with him. Is that what I'm hearing from you, miss? Maybe you are part of this as well, and you stalked the target, and then called your partner to finish the job.”

I lifted my head, my tears still streaming down my cheek, with this red-hot rage building up inside me. If I could kill him with just my look, he would be dead at my feet with blood coming out of his ears.

“How dare you even suggest that I would have anything to do with this? I don't know who you are, but I don't like you. In fact, right now I really want to kick you in your face.

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• Language: English
• Publisher: Sandra Ross
• Release date: Jan 10, 2014
• ISBN: 9781310981906

Lily Green

Lily Green is 41, divorced, and lives in Pacific Heights, San Francisco. She has two sons—Michael, 22 and Todd, 18. Lily has a dark past—she was adopted as a child by a well-meaning, homey schoolteacher and her husband, a bartender. Her adopted father abused her as a child, and in her late teens, she decided she had had enough and reported the incident both to her mom, and the local police. Her mother, instead of coming to her aid, decided to evict her. Lily, therefore, had to move into the city and fend for herself, working odd jobs to put herself through college. She married Howard, a fellow student, and father to both her sons. They parted ways when Todd was 3. Michael is in medical school—an intern—with a pre-med degree in Psychiatry. Michael resides in L.A. Todd is a student at San Francisco University, taking up Dance as his major. Both Michael and Todd are single. Her former husband is Howard, head of an architecture firm. Though he and Lily are estranged, he helps put the kids through college. Lily herself was a dance choreographer—and now teaches Development of Dance Techniques and Dance Theory—part time. She is known to date men several years her junior, as she finds most men her age or older to be “too serious” and “boring." She has a healthy appetite for sex, but finds getting into a serious relationship for long periods “a waste of time." She feels she has yet to find a man her equal both intellectually and physically. She does not believe in “love”—she defines relationships as a meeting of minds and a consensual approval of helping the other grow. Lily is into organic food and is a health and exercise buff (though mostly incidental—the exercising helps “clear her mind”). She is into “centering” and yoga. She has yet to give up smoking, though. She loves to shop but within reason. Anything excessive and lavish has to be justified, she feels. Lily is deeply into social work (she is a member of the local LGBT group as a generous donor for free HIV testing drives, among other advocacies.). She is also an advocate for animal adoption. She describes herself as “a city girl with a small-town heart."

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Mistaken Identity

By Lily Green

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Chapter One

SARAH, ARE YOU okay? You look a little green around the gills.

I was fighting off what felt like one of my daily migraines and I forgot to bring anything to alleviate them. Being a librarian was usually pretty stress-free, but there were days that these kids in this college drive me around the bend.

I'm fine, Kevin. I'm just having one of those days, and wishing that it would be over with sooner than later. He was my assistant, and he couldn't have been more than 20 years old. I had to admit that kid was good at his job and for all the candidates that showed up for the interview, he seemed the most interested in working here.

Of course, he was only here for the necessary funds to continue his studies, but that was exactly the type of person I was looking for.

I don't know how much more I can take of this today, and I might just get out of here early and go home for some rest.

It was unusual for me to lay anything substantial on his shoulders, but I could see that he was up to the challenge. Kevin was a go-getter, and he had the work ethic that I wished I had when I was his age. If you want to get a head start on the weekend, I'm sure that I can take things over here, and I can even lock up after everybody leaves. You have been a very good teacher and there isn't one thing that I need to ask you about any more.

I smiled at him despite my headache. My younger years were not as formidable. I had taken an entirely different path. My youth was spent running from the law, keeping one step ahead of them and my folks.

Seeing myself now, and the person that I was, was like looking at two different people in the mirror.

I do have to get a few things done before I leave, but I do believe that I'm going to take you up on your offer.

The headache was starting to make my vision blur, but the doctor told me that that was one of the things that I was going to have to get used to. At least he was kind enough to give me some medication, but he told me only to take it if it was an absolute emergency. Apparently, these pills were somewhat addictive and could land me in more trouble than just the headache. That was a road that I didn't want