The truth is a bitter pill...
Rennie
Harlow is having a bad year. She had
a handsome husband, a good job, and a renovated condo in Chicago.
Now, thanks to one "exotically beautiful" paralegal, she’s
divorced, faking her way through a writing career, and living above
her hypochondriac mother's garage back in Morrisville, the small town
she couldn't leave fast enough at eighteen. On top of all of that,
she just found Doc Hallacy, the local pharmacist, dead behind his
counter. And the worst part is, he's the third body she’s stumbled
across this year.
Jake
Bristol has lived in Morrisville his whole life. A former bad boy
turned sheriff, he doesn’t believe it’s just Rennie’s luck or
timing that’s the problem. He thinks she’s too nosy for her own
good. The last thing he needs is her messing around with his murder
investigation so that she can freelance for the Morrisville Gazette.
But as they both delve deeper into Doc's death, they find that things
don't add up. This isn't a robbery gone wrong or the work of a
desperate junkie. Someone has a secret they're killing to keep. The
only question is—who's next?
Now something from Stacey:
Thank
you so much for participating in the reveal for Bitter Pill. I’m so
excited to be able to share it with you guys! It is one of those
incredibly rare books where it almost felt like it wrote itself, and
I just had to keep up. Well, the first draft anyway! :D
When
I wrote this story, I was desperately homesick for the very tiny town
where I lived in junior high. As some of you know, my dad is a
Lutheran pastor, so we moved quite a bit during my childhood. For
whatever reason, that small town in Southern Illinois really stuck
with me. Morrisville is a (very) fictionalized version of that place.
There’s
an odd mix of intense gossip and deep reserve that seems inherent to
small towns. It’s part of the culture—“We know everything about
everybody, but we don’t talk about that.”
Certain things were just not discussed, which makes small towns a
prime environment for secrets. And secrets are at the heart of every
mystery.
So,
when I sat down to write this story, that element of knowing someone
well but not really knowing what they might be capable of intrigued
me.
Rennie
Harlow is my grown-up version of Nancy Drew, I suppose. Except,
unlike cool, calm and collected Nancy, Rennie’s life is a disaster.
She’s trying to make it through a particularly rough patch, but
she’s flailing and fumbling, and I can so relate to that.
As
for Sheriff Jake Bristol…well, what can I say, there’s something
about an honorable man in a tough situation that’s pretty
irresistible. :D
Thank
you again for checking out Bitter Pill, and I hope you’ll give it a
try!
And Stacey was kind enough to host a giveaway:
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