Land For Sale: Ben and Mark Detective Investigator Thriller Mystery Series

By Melinda Parker

There is a break in at real estate agent Zoey Wright’s home in the middle of the night. Ben Keyes investigates.

The next day, Zoey discovers that her office has also been ransacked. Ben investigates the follow-up crime. Later, the body of a man is found in his garden, shot to death.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Guava Books
• Release date: Mar 17, 2017
• ISBN: 9781386352082

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Land for Sale

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This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents are either the products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.

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Table of Contents

Chapter One

Chapter Two

Chapter Three

Chapter Four

Chapter Five

Chapter One

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HE SOUND OF STUMBLING woke Zoey from a light sleep. She opened her eyes, wide awake, listening closely for whatever sound might meet her ears. The digital clock next to her bed told her it was 1:45 in the morning.

Someone was in her house. Her heart raced in fear. She clutched at her blanket for a moment before deciding she couldn’t stay in here, hide under the covers and be murdered by some crazy lunatic. She quietly slid from the bed and looked around for some kind of weapon. Her eyes settled on the lamp by her bed. It was fairly tall, made of solid wood and looked like a good option. She gently slid the shade off, unplugged it from the wall and picked it up, wrapping the cord around her hand and the shaft of the lamp. If she was going to hit someone over the head with it, she didn’t want it slipping from her fingers.

Her next thought was to grab her cell phone from next to the bed. The screen was so bright, she had to look away for a moment. She pressed the emergency call button and put it to her ear.

She was grateful that she had worn socks to bed, which was not her normal practice. She crept silently to her bedroom door, waiting for the call to be picked up.

9-1-1, what is your emergency? She heard.

Someone is in my house. She whispered.

We have your address, ma’am. Can you see the intruder? Are you in immediate danger?

I’m gonna clock him with my lamp if I see him. Zoey responded, anger building up inside her. You better get here quick before I beat him to death.

Can you see him?

Not yet. I’m still in my bedroom.

The police are just around the corner, ma’am. Keep yourself safe and do whatever you have to do if the intruder comes in your room. Lock the door and wait for the officers. They will be there shortly.

Zoey felt a little disappointed that she was told to stay in her room. She wanted to find out who was in her