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I'm not who they say I am.
Trust me.
But can she?
Reclusive novelist Aaron Westhaven, a man she's admired—and more—for years, has accepted Olivia Dupree's invitation to speak at a local fundraiser. But the day he's due to arrive, she gets a call summoning her to the bedside of a John Doe whose sole possession is her business card.
Can this undeniably compelling man—survivor of an execution-style gunshot wound—really be the novelist the lonely Olivia has grown to think of as a near soul mate? If not, he can be in Shadow Falls for only one reason: to kill her.
Olivia, too, has secrets. And discovering the truth about the man in the hospital bed means dredging up her own past—a past she's been hiding from for sixteen years.
- Sales Rank: #228990 in Books
- Brand: Mira
- Published on: 2010-07-27
- Released on: 2010-07-27
- Original language: English
- Number of items: 1
- Dimensions: 6.62" h x 1.06" w x 4.21" l, .42 pounds
- Binding: Mass Market Paperback
- 400 pages
- Great product!
About the Author
RITA Award winning, New York Times bestselling author Maggie Shayne has published over 50 novels, including mini-series Wings in the Night (vampires), Secrets of Shadow Falls (suspense) and The Portal (witchcraft). A Wiccan High Priestess, tarot reader, advice columnist and former soap opera writer, Maggie lives in Cortland County, NY, with soulmate Lance and their furry family.
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Today was the day Olivia Dupree was going to meet the only man on the planet who saw life the way she did—as one long series of disappointments, as a perilous journey best navigated entirely solo—for the very first time, and she didn't have a thing to wear.
Not that what she wore really mattered. She wasn't that sort of fan. Not only didn't she think he would care what she looked like, but she would also be extremely disappointed if he did.
And yet she'd given in to the inner idiotic teenager that had never been her and stood on her bed, so she could gauge her appearance in the big mirror that was part of her dresser. She didn't own a full-length mirror. She'd never thought she needed one and still held that opinion. Her ordinary style was pretty basic. For work she wore skinny, knee-length pencil skirts with matching blazers when it was cool, and sensible pumps with two-inch heels. She kept her dark hair in a tight bun and applied her makeup in the same minimalist fashion every weekday. College English students didn't really care what their professor looked like, after all. And she wasn't out to capture the attention of anyone who might.
On weekends, she traded the suits for jeans, the bun for a ponytail and the makeup for sunscreen.
Now she needed something in between. Something relaxed but attractive. Not seductive, just attractive. She was not a doe-eyed, adoring fan. But she'd never met Aaron Westhaven before, and she wanted to make a good impression.
Nothing more.
Freddy, her very best friend in the entire world—and the only specimen of the male gender, canine or otherwise, she trusted with her heart—tipped his massive head from one side to the other as he watched her standing somewhat unsteadily on the mattress. Standing was not what the bed was for, he seemed to be thinking.
She glanced down at him. "It's okay, boy. I'll get down momentarily. And standing on the bed is still verboten when it comes to you, okay?"
He heaved a giant sigh and lowered his two-hundred-pound, brindle-patterned bulk to the floor. He was only average size for an adult male English mastiff, but even she had trouble believing how big he was, and she'd had him for three years.
She hoped Mr. Westhaven didn't have an aversion to dogs. He hadn't written dogs into any of his novels, so she couldn't be sure, but she suspected he would love Freddy. Because anyone with a heart would love Freddy, and Westhaven certainly had a heart.
She felt as if she knew him well. The reclusive author's heartbreakingly tragic novels lined her shelves and spoke to her soul. They were her own guilty little secret. But they so reflected the way she felt about life and love. You really couldn't depend on anyone but yourself. He seemed to understand that. God knew she did.
And now she was about to meet him—right here in Shadow Falls, Vermont.
She glanced at the combination she now wore, a pair of dressy black trousers and a lavender button-down blouse with a black blazer over it. Too stiff. She unbuttoned the blazer and thought she still looked too formal. Then she took it off and thought she looked too casual.
Frustrated, she threw the blazer down by her feet. Big mistake. Freddy saw that as an invitation, sprang upright and bounded onto the bed with a giant "woof" that reverberated through her chest. The mattress sank, the box springs squeaking in protest.
"I couldn't see anything from the waist down," she explained, as she tried to keep her balance. He bounced in response to her words, and the mattress tidal-waved beneath her. Laughing, she fell onto her butt among the rumpled covers, and Freddy moved over her, trying to lick her face as she laughed too hard to breathe. "You're a lug. Get down!"
He obeyed immediately, then stood there waiting for her to join him. She got down, traded the trousers for a skirt, slid her feet into a pair of sandals and looked at the clock on the nightstand, then at her wristwatch. "Gee, Freddy. Mr. Westhaven is late." She frowned as a little knot of worry tightened in her stomach.
"He's really late."
And she was concerned. Because though she admired him, she didn't entirely trust him, simply because he was male. The fact that he'd agreed to be the surprise guest speaker at the English Department's summer fundraiser had been nothing less than a stunner. She'd invited him with every expectation that he would decline, if he replied at all. The man never made public appearances. She'd been shocked—and a little bit suspicious—when he'd accepted the invitation.
But she'd chalked that up to her own man issues, and tried to count on him to show up as promised and not pull a no-show.
Maybe that had been a mistake.
Time would tell, she supposed. She brushed the dog hairs off her lavender blouse and exchanged it for a sleeveless silk shell in jade green. It would just have to do.
Samuel Overton wasn't supposed to be driving at all without his mom in the car, much less driving a big Ford Expedition that wasn't even theirs. But he was doing it anyway. He didn't really know how she expected him not to. It was the Funkmaster Flex Edition, not just any SUV.
And it was freakin' sweet. Checkered flag design on the dashboard and console, unique black-and-red paint job, sound system to die for. Better yet, it had a 300 horsepower, 5.4-liter iron-block, 24-valve V-8 in it. Hell, this thing was a dream vehicle. Car-show worthy.
Besides, he didn't have any reason to think his mom would find out.
Kyle Becker, Sam's best friend, cranked up the music, and Sam shoved his hand away from the dial and turned it back down. "It's distracting."
"It's Metallica. You don't turn down Metallica."
"Then turn it off."
"No way. It'll do you good to get used to distractions," Kyle said, with the wisdom that came from being a licensed sixteen-year-old, and a whole six weeks older than Sam. "And while you're at it, you might want to go faster than thirty-five."
Sam pressed on the gas pedal, picked up speed and sent a cloud of dust up behind them. They'd taken a back road where there would be little traffic, so he could practice driving a car that had a little more guts than his mother's minivan.
He felt a little ping and knew he was throwing up pebbles in addition to the dust cloud. Shaking his head, he hit the brakes and pulled over. "This is stupid. This dirt road's no good for a cherry ride like this."
"I told you, we'll wash it before we take it back," Kyle insisted. "No one will ever know."
"Right, unless I end up dinging it or something.
Professor Mallory will notice that when he comes back from Europe, even if Mom doesn't." Sam sighed, frustrated with himself as he slowly realized there was almost zero chance he was going to get away with this undetected. Mom always found out. "I must have been a moron to have let you talk me in to this."
"No, you weren't. You've got to practice on something, right? How are you going to pass your test next week if you don't? And you can't take your mother's minivan when she has it parked outside the damn hospital all day every day."
"Yeah, well, I can't keep taking Mallory's dream machine out, either. I mean, I shouldn't. He left it with Mom for safekeeping while he's away. I doubt this is what he had in mind."
"Why the hell not? You're not hurting it any. And he did ask your mom to drive it once in a while to keep it loose, right? You're helping him, dude."
"You wouldn't be saying that if it was your dream machine I was driving over a cow path," Sam said. "If Mom finds out, she'll have a freakin' breakdown."
"She's not gonna find out." Kyle said it as if he were offering his personal guarantee that it was true.
The dust was clearing, and Sam sighed. "Let's just go. We still have to gas it up and wash it, and hope to hell nobody sees us driving it back."
"Yeah," Kyle said. "We probably better get on that. But we can take it straight back to your mom's garage, bring the gas in a can and wash it right there, so we don't draw notice. You want me to drive it back?"
Sam nodded. "Just in case we meet a cop or something," he said. "Mom would be even more pissed if I got a ticket for driving on a learner's permit without a licensed over-eighteen driver along." He opened his door, getting out of the SUV to go around to the passenger side.
Kyle got out his own side, but then he just stood there, staring toward the side of the road a dozen or so yards ahead of them.
And then he went really tense all of a sudden, and his mouth opened.
"What?" Sam asked, trying to see what he was looking at.
Kyle lifted a finger and pointed. "Holy shit, is that a body?"
"No way!" Sam turned and spotted the lump that had caught his friend's attention. Something that, he had to admit, looked like a person lay in the deep grass at the bottom of a patch of a slope.
The two boys headed for the human-shaped lump of clothing. When they got as close as they could without leaving the road, Kyle said, "Sure as shit, Sam, there's a guy down there. And he isn't moving."
Elbowing his friend, Sam said, "Go see if he's alive." Then he tugged his cell phone out of his shirt pocket.
"Screw you, you go see if he's alive!"
"Fine." Sam held out the phone. "You can call 911… and my mom at the hospital."
Sighing, Kyle shook his head. "I'm not calling your mom. I'll go see if he's alive."
When her telephone finally rang, Olivia had all but given up on her special guest. He was known to be rabid about his privacy. She should have trusted the instinct that told her to distrust his promise to appear. But at the time she'd been convinced that the director of special events would never agree to Aaron Westhaven's terms anyway. No press, no announcement, no photographs, no hotel. But he had conceded to all of it. Westhaven had even accepted Olivia's offer to let him stay in her guestroom, allowing him to forego any of the far more public local inns or B and Bs. The fundraiser was by invitation only, so the invited guests had been told only that it would feature a "secret guest speaker" guaranteed to be worth their donations. The tickets had sold out in record time.
And now it looked as if he wasn't even going to show up.
She never should have believed he would keep his word. People seldom did. Especially men.
When the phone rang, her hopes climbed in spite of her doom-and-gloom realism, though she scolded them back into place even as she snatched the receiver up so fast that she didn't even look at the caller ID first.
"Professor Dupree," she answered.
A female voice came from the other end. "Hi, Olivia. It's Carrie Overton. How are you?"
"Carrie?" It took her a moment to process the name, since she had been expecting her errant guest speaker to be calling with a huge apology and a fistful of excuses. Frowning, she held the phone away and looked at the ID screen. Shadow Falls General Hosp, it said, before it ran out of room. She lifted her brows and brought the phone back to her ear. "I'm fine, a little frustrated right now, but—is everything all right?"
Carrie was one of the few women she'd built something of a friendship with over the past sixteen years— and even then, only a casual one. Olivia knew it didn't pay to let too many people get too close when you had as many secrets in your past as she did.
"I'm calling from—"
"The hospital, I know," Olivia said, a tiny kernel of concern beginning to form in her chest. Carrie had no earthly reason to be calling her today—especially not from her job, which she took very seriously. "What's going on?"
Carrie drew a breath. "Okay, it's— I have a patient here. Male, mid-thirties maybe. Dark hair and eyes. Six feet or so, pretty buff. No ID."
"Sounds like you're looking for a home for a stray, Carrie."
"Sort of. He had your business card in his pocket, so I thought you might be able to help us identify him."
Olivia closed her eyes slowly as her mind fit Tab A into Slot B. God, was it Aaron Westhaven? Was that why he was so late? "Is there anything written on the back of the card?" she asked.
"Yeah. Your home phone number. Address, too. Do you know who he is?"
"I think so," Olivia whispered. It was him. It had to be. She didn't give anyone her home address. Ever. But she'd made an exception for the semifamous recluse with the direct line into her brain. "Is he all right? I mean how bad—"
"I really can't discuss that—"
"Right, right." Rules, regs, confidentiality. Carrie wasn't going to breech protocol and risk her medical license. Not over the phone, anyway.
"Can you come over here?" Carrie asked.
Olivia nodded hard, just as if Carrie could see the motion. "I'll be there in fifteen minutes," she said, then hung up the phone without another word. She headed for the door, the issue of what to wear entirely forgotten, and grabbed her handbag on the way.
Freddy ran ahead of her and waited by the door, tail wagging.
She crouched, but only a little, and cupped his great big, flappy jowled face between her palms. "You have to stay here, Fred. I'm going to the hospital, and they don't allow dogs there, so you have to stay here. But I promise I won't be long."
He sighed heavily and lowered his big head, just as if he understood every word.
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9 of 9 people found the following review helpful.
Good, but a bit unbelievale
By Parajunkee
Intriguing and fast paced, Kill Me Again sucked me in and held my attention through much of the book. I enjoyed the characters and while predictable at times, I did like the story-line and am now intrigued to read Shayne's other PNR series.
REVIEW: A practical recluse herself, Olivia Dupree admires and emulates reclusive author Aaron Westhaven. So, when the man agrees to come to her home and participate in a charity event she is holding for her university, she is thrilled. But, the day she expects him, instead of a knock at her door, she is summoned to the hospital to identify a John Doe, whose sole possession is a pocket watch and her business card with her address on the back. The same card she had sent to Aaron Westhaven.
The man that everyone is assuming is Aaron Westhaven, is gorgeous, well-spoken and in possession of a rather unique skill-set that isn't congruent with an author of Westhaven's genre. When Olivia's house is broken into and the buglar threatens her life, both her and Aaron come to the conclusion that both her attack and his almost murderer might be connected. They set off together, even though neither of them trust each other, to try and put 2 and 2 together and maybe solve the mystery of who he is and who is trying to kill/rob Olivia.
I enjoyed the fast-paced mystery of this novel. The pace and subtlety of the clues kept me intrigued and wanting to press on. I thought I had it all figured out, but something would always pop up and make me doubt my theory. In the end I had figured it out, but the non-obvious way it was portrayed kept me wanting more. I also enjoyed the coupling. There was so little trust in the beginning, and the slow, duress induced attraction was charming and seemed real.
What I didn't like about the book was at the end, the pace did slow down. Olivia's ex was also a bit over the top, and so was the ending finale. I thought it was just a little unbelievable that someone would take these steps to cover-up what they were covering up. I don't want to give too much away, but Olivia had disks that she took from her ex, disks that held images of people purchasing / smoking marijuana...not heroine or coke, or some BIG felony. I don't think marijuana is even a felony and it has been revealed that past presidents have engaged in the use of marijuana "I Did Not Inhale" etc. So, I think the premise of these disks of images of marijuana usage was a little far-fetched and unbelievable and a major part of the story-line, therefore the reason I gave this story a 3 star, instead of higher. But that is my opinion.
RECOMMENDATIONS: Fans of Shayne and her other works should not be disappointed. Fans of Nora Roberts might enjoy, it had that romantic feel to it. For adults, this is a mystery/romance.
1 of 1 people found the following review helpful.
Fight for her Life
By London
Olivia Dupree is an English teacher with a secret past. This past has just surfaced to bring Olivia the fight for her life. When the book first starts off, we find that Olivia has asked her favorite reclusive author to speak at her university. She is extremely nervous to meet the man that has written such tender and prominent books that have touched her heart. What will he be like? Will he like her?
Aaron Westhaven is the elusive writer that Olivia has admired for years. He is scheduled to speak at her university but does not show up. Did he change his mind or did something happen. On the day that he is scheduled to arrive, Olivia gets a call from the police that there is a John Doe in the hospital. He has no ID except her business card. Is this the elusive Aaron Westhaven?
Kill Me Again by Maggie Shayne is the second book in this series but I happened to read it last and found it to be my least favorite. I had an extremely hard time getting into the story at the beginning and truly to the end. My main problem was that I felt like I had read the story before or it seemed very predictable. However, I would still recommend this book and definitely recommend this series. This series was the first time that I read Maggie Shayne's work and I will definitely read more. She has an excellent way of describing situations that I love.
5 of 7 people found the following review helpful.
Shayne Scores Again
By Freelancer
Veteran romantic suspense author Shayne intrigues readers once again with her latest compelling read, complete with a handsome author and a woman with a painful past.
Olivia Dupree is living a quiet life in a small Vermont town where she works as a local college professor and lives with her faithful companion, her dog Freddy. But when she finally gets the opportunity to meet her favorite author at a local book signing, she is thrilled. When the author never shows up at the book signing and is found injured and unconscious, Olivia is surprised that he has amnesia.
Author Aaron Westhaven is every bit as good-looking and charismatic as Olivia anticipated. As the pair fights their attraction for one another, Olivia fears that her life may be in danger as her mysterious past collides with her present idyllic life.
As Aaron and Olivia try to discover who might have wished both of them harm, they grow increasingly closer to one another even as Aaron learns some unwelcome truths about himself. Sizzling romance fills the pages even as the mystery and intrigue escalate.
Intense suspense is filled with captivating twists and turns which will keep readers glued to the pages until the explosive conclusion.
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