From Amazon.com
There's no record of Jane Waterhouse ever writing a romance novel, but she certainly knows enough about the subject to pull it off. In
Dead Letter, true crime writer Garner Quinn tells us about the last time she saw the strange and possibly dangerous sculptor Dane Blackmoor a year ago: "If I closed my eyes and held my breath, I could still remember the slow, soft progression of his mouth along the underside of my jaw, upward to my ear, how he'd whispered his parting shots in a hoarse, raspy voice."
In fact, what makes Waterhouse's books about Quinn so much fun to read is that neither the author nor her main character seem to know when to quit. You'd think that after being subjected to so much terror and personal humiliation in Graven Images and Shadow Walk, Quinn would listen to all those people who constantly urge her to (1) rethink her dangerous line of work, wherein every new book proposal turns into a death-defying situation and (2) give up on Blackmoor, who dumped her in her first outing. But, no--Dead Letter begins with Garner desperately scanning the mail in her New Jersey coastal home for word from Blackmoor and finding instead the first of a series of nasty threats from an obsessed fan. Things get so dangerous that a top security expert named Reed Corbin is called in, and for a while it appears that this fascinating hunk will solve both of Quinn's problems. The wily Waterhouse, however, has other surprising and satisfying solutions up her well-knit sleeve. --Dick Adler
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From Publishers Weekly
What sets true-crime writer Garner Quinn apart from mere mortals or even other fictional sleuths are her intelligent, down-to-earth observations. She's larger than life with her wealth and celebrity and tendency to get punched and her habit of falling in love with guys with names like Dane Blackmoor. But she also has a teenage daughter and a highly skeptical housekeeper, Cilda Fields, whose main job seems to be keeping Quinn in line. Cilda has her work cut out for her in this latest escapade (after Graven Images and Shadow Walk). The trouble begins with some creepy and vaguely threatening fan mail. Since Quinn lives in an isolated part of the New Jersey shore (the house conjures up visions of a contemporary Manderley), she is wise to be concerned. She hires a high-profile security agency to track down the letter-writer, and suddenly the woman who keeps the world at arm's length finds herself burdened with bodyguards who follow her every move. The head of the agency, an endearingly nerdy type who takes a very personal interest in Quinn's case, is murdered in a particularly spectacular way. Was his death somehow linked to the threats Quinn has received? The search for an answer leads Quinn farther afield than she had expected to go. On the home front, meanwhile, Quinn must cope with Cilda's high-powered and jealous daughter. Waterhouse explores Quinn's varied relationships with sensitivity and devises an involving plot. The novel's finale is somewhat overblown, as Quinn fights for truth and justice and, presumably, the American way, but overall this mystery satisfies nicely.
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