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Blog Tour - Fixed in Fear (Justice (Mort Grant) #5) by T.E. Woods + Excerpt



Title: Fixed in Fear
Author: T.E. Woods
Genre: Romantic Suspense / Thriller

The Fixer returns in the pulse-pounding Justice series—perfect for fans of Lisa Gardner, Karin Slaughter, and Jeff Lindsay’s Dexter thrillers—as worlds collide in an inferno of bloodshed, revenge, and holy terror.

Synopsis:

I’ll probably never see my daughter again. And if I do, she’ll either be dead or in a jail cell.

Seattle Chief of Detectives Mort Grant cannot reconcile the memories of his vibrant, headstrong young daughter with the cold, deadly woman she has become. The head of one of the largest criminal enterprises in the world, Allie Grant seized power by wrenching it away from her lover, a notorious Russian gangster. How she maintains her control, Mort doesn’t even want to imagine.

Only two other people know the truth about Allie: the vigilante known as The Fixer, and Mort’s best friend, Larry, who’s undergoing a crisis of his own. Someone close to Larry, his last real connection to his beloved late wife, has been slain in a mass murder at a sweat lodge deep in the woods of Washington State. When word gets out, Mort immediately takes on the gruesome case.

But as Mort hunts down a pair of methodical killers, The Fixer does some deep digging of her own. And what she unearths will rock Mort’s family forever. Because The Fixer has set her sights on Allie Grant—and nothing will ever be the same again.



Rita Willers, chief of police for Enumclaw, Washington, waited until the second patrolman finished adding his details to his partner’s description of the crime scene. The two men had radioed in a request to speak with her immediately. Rita had seven years’ experience as a patrol officer and four as lieutenant before the mayor tapped her to replace the retiring chief six years ago. In all that time with Enumclaw’s finest, she’d never known an officer to request an immediate meeting with any superior. Especially on a Sunday morning. When the two men finished their debriefing she understood their urgency.

“We’ve got five bodies,” she said.

“You should have smelled it, Chief.” The younger officer, Dalton Rogers, crunched his face. “It was hot enough in that sweat lodge to have done ’em in even without somebody killing ’em. At first I figure the fire just got too hot and burned ’em all. But then I took a closer look at the bodies. Throats slashed, deep wounds to arms and legs, and this one black guy was bleeding from the eyeballs.”

“It was a mess, all right.” Tugger Mahoney, Rogers’s partner and twenty years his senior, seemed equally rattled, despite his best efforts to look calm and controlled. “Add to that the caterwauling of the gal who phoned it in.” He referred to his notes. “Calls herself ‘Blue Dancer,’ but she was Cindy Easton back when she went to high school with my son. She gave us the ID on one of the victims. 

Sam Adelsburg. Blue says he owns the operation running the sweat lodge. The twenty acres it sits on, too. Along with a pretty nice lodge Blue says was for paying guests seeking spiritual growth and something she called ‘central cleansing.’”

“I know him. From Rotary,” Chief Willers said. “Prefers the name Tall Oak. Always struck me as a nice enough guy.”

“The scene’s sealed off. Blue gave us a list of possibles for the other dead folks, too.” The younger officer handed a list of names to his chief. “That’s her list of guests who signed up for the sweat lodge. None of them have returned.”

Willers scanned the list. No names struck her as local. “There’s seven names on this list.”

“Yes, ma’am,” the two patrolmen responded in unison.

“Blue Dancer says all seven got on the shuttle that took them to the site,” the elder officer said.
Chief Willers reached for the phone. “Grab the dog and search the property. Either you come back with two more bodies or we just got our first inkling about how this thing went down.”

She waited until they left her office to punch the familiar number. She announced herself and listened to recorded road conditions while her call was transferred. She knew the sheriff would take her call regardless of what he had going on.

“Hey, Rita.” King County sheriff Don Barton had a smile in his voice. “How are things in the rolling rural countryside?”

“I’m gonna need some muscle, Donnie. I just got dumped something that’s way bigger than my overtime budget can handle.”

Author Bio:

T. E. Woods is as eager as her fans to return to the thrilling world of the Justice series. She’s busy writing the next installment and is developing a new series set in Madison, Wisconsin.

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