Mystery
Date Published: September 4, 2019
Publisher: Tirgearr Publishing
Thirteen Steps to the Cellar. They were steep; they were narrow—but was a fall down them enough to have caused the twenty-seven deep lacerations to her aunt’s head?
Callie Harris travels from her home in Alabama to her aunt’s former mansion in Maine to unravel the haunting forty-year-old mystery of Dr. Laverne Harris Doss’ brutal death.
Why wasn’t a murder weapon found? Was her uncle justly convicted of the killing? Was his mistress involved? Or was the murderer the bearded stranger rumored to have arrived by train that night?
In the charming town of Richmond, located on the banks of Maine’s historic Kennebec River, Callie uncovers the community’s darkest secrets—a botched police investigation, a betrayed widow’s lie, a dead woman’s blackmail, and a wealthy philanthropist’s shame. The web of intrigue extends far beyond her suspicions and its connection to her personal story pierces Callie to her core.
Excerpt:
Opening the door, Callie stumbled over a
cardboard box. Catching her breath, she steadied herself. What is this? She
stared at the lid. Written with a black marker...all caps...neat
handwriting...large letters...the name CALLIE stretched across the top.
She
picked it up and brought it inside. Placing the heavy box on the bed, she
searched for something to cut the binding. Resorting to a nail file, she sawed
through the twine. After a few seconds, she lifted the lid.
Taking
a deep breath, she reached inside, pulling out a yellowed newspaper. Opening
the folded daily, she read the header. Portland News. Scanning the front
page, she found an article about her aunt’s murder. She placed it aside.
Several copies of the Boston Globe featured the homicide in bold
headlines and included pictures of the crime scene and mansion. Callie unloaded
the box filled with timeworn newspapers, clippings, and magazines—all relating
to Laverne.
With
her heart racing, she picked up the phone and called her brother. Bypassing a
greeting, she said, “Richard, get Kenneth on a three-way call. You guys won’t
believe what I have here.”
“Hold
on. I’ll see if I can get him on his cell.” Spreading the articles across the
bed, Callie put her phone on speaker. “Okay, we’re both on the line,” Richard
said.
“Hi
Callie, what’s going on?” Kenneth broke in.
She
began telling her story. “Late last night, someone knocked on my door. I peeked
out the window but didn’t see anyone, so I started thinking I’d imagined the
whole thing. This morning when I opened the door, I almost tripped over a box
that had my name written across the top.”
“What?”
Richard asked. “I hope you left it right where you found it.”
“Are
you kidding? I tore into it, and it’s filled with old articles about Aunt
Laverne’s murder. There’s even a glossy Startling Detective Magazine with
a picture of her on the cover.”
Neither
brother answered immediately.
After a moment, Kenneth
asked, “Who do you think put it there?”
“I
have no idea,” Callie responded.
“I don’t like this,”
Richard said.
“But you guys are gonna
be thrilled when you see this information.”
Richard
cross-examined his sister. “Who knows you’re there?”
“Well,
let’s see,” Callie said, pausing. “I spoke with several people yesterday and
gave them some business cards.” She continued to explain how she’d asked around
about their aunt but had been unsuccessful in finding anyone with any memory of
her. “But it’s such a small town; I guess someone heard I was here and wanted me
to have this stuff.”
“Why
the secrecy? And why bring it to you late at night?” Richard asked. Before she
could answer, he sternly admonished, “Callie, you’ve seen the house. It’s time
to come home.”
About the Author
TERESA MATHEWS is a graduate of The University of South Alabama. She’s a member of the Mobile Writers Guild and serves on the Board of Directors for the Alabama Nursery and Landscape Association.
An avid gardener and artist, she has multiple book covers to her credit. Several years ago after visiting the site of her real-life aunt’s murder, Teresa discovered a third passion–storytelling. Although inspired by an actual tragedy, Thirteen Steps to the Cellar is fiction.
Raised on the Gulf Coast, Teresa, her husband, and son now live on a farm with a second home on the sparkling white sands of Fort Morgan, Alabama. This is her first novel.
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