With: Michelle DiCeglio
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paperback available March 2016
Five dead women in fifteen months. Each of their bodies—discovered by hikers in Vantage Woods in the small town of Lyons, Ohio—suffered a single but fatal gunshot to the head. But there are no shell casings at the scenes. There are no fingerprints, no evidence, no suspects.
Detective Lacey Mills doesn’t know where to turn.
In the course of her investigation, she meets Alison Rhodes, a captivating woman who went on a date with the most recent victim less than 48 hours before her demise.
As the murders become more intense, so do Lacey’s feelings for Alison, along with her suspicion that Ali may be more than just a potential witness.
When it appears that Ali could be the killer’s next target, Lacey puts everything at risk—including her own life—to protect her.
But it’s what she eventually uncovers about Ali that might truly kill her.
An Excerpt From: SIGHT LINES
Copyright © MICHELLE DECIGLIO, 2015
All Rights Reserved, Ellora’s Cave Publishing, Inc.
With no GPS signal to guide me to the crime scene, I rolled down my window and let the increasingly raw stench of decaying flesh lead the way. In this late June heat, the natural decomposition process had accelerated. Traveling deeper into the woods, I pulled off to the side of the road and parked my white Jetta near the yellow tape wrapped around an acre’s worth of trees. Judging by the increasing potency of the smell, the victim must have been dead for at least thirty-six hours.
“Detective Mills,” I said, announcing myself to the Lyons P.D. officer stationed firmly at the edge of the tape. He must’ve been tasked with keeping the swarming reporters at bay. But he looked more nervous than authoritative in his role. As a rookie in this small college town in Ohio, the officer had likely never encountered such a scene.
“Mills,” Captain Bishop called for me. His round belly and bald head fit the look of a captain past the age of retirement. “Let her through.”
As the police officer lifted the caution tape high enough for me to walk under, I headed toward Bishop for a briefing. Looking at the ground, the captain and a few other officers hovered over a body resting under a plain white sheet, waiting to be taken to the morgue for further inspection. Yellow stains had started to form on the sheet around the victim’s nose and mouth. I held my breath as Bishop lifted the sheet to reveal the victim’s face.
“Tammy Davis,” he said. “Local girl.” I moved to the side to look at the victim more closely. I squatted and hovered over her as I looked at the entrance wound on the right side of her head. “One shot to the head from a distance,” Bishop added. “Just like the rest of them.” He turned to look toward the police officers in the distance combing through piles of leaves and thick shrubbery for any traces of evidence. If this murder was anything like the four other murders committed in Vantage Woods in the past fifteen months, they wouldn’t find a thing.
Michelle DiCeglio has a bachelor’s degree in Criminology and has been working in corrections and law enforcement for fifteen years. She is the photographer and (sometimes) stage manager for a local theater troupe, and in her spare time she will write and direct short films with her friends. Her photography has been published in newspapers and online magazines/blogs.
Michelle is married, and has two dogs and four cats. She hopes to see her novels turn into a movie or television show one day (Netflix, are you listening?).
Michelle is currently writing a sequel to Sight Lines, and can be found on Twitter (MLRED219) and Instagram (MLRED_PHOTOGRAPHY). Her Goodreads Author Profile is https://www.goodreads.com/mlred