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Masterpiece of Murder is a madcap, romantic suspense adventure about a heartbroken American art student, Charlotte Ross, who is so intent on locating her errant fiancé that she submits someone else’s painting as her own in order to gain access to a Master art class being held in Bariloche, Argentina—the place her lost love was last seen. When the painting gets her accepted into the class given by a world-famous artist and womanizer, being a novice makes keeping up with the others nearly impossible as she struggles to fake her way though, while trying to win back the man she loves. But her fiancé has his own reasons for being in Bariloche – he’s after a stolen art masterpiece. They complicate Charlotte’s life and threaten her very existence as she stumbles into a downward spiral of deceit, art forgery, and murder. When she comes across the murder victim, circumstantial evidence begins to mount against her and the local police suspect she is the killer. Now she must discover who is really behind the murder before she’s arrested. Not an easy task with a smitten military police officer dogging her every step.
She started into the studio and came to an abrupt halt, covering her mouth to stifle the scream that rose in her throat.
Victoria Champion lay sprawled beneath the easel that held her portrait. Charlotte rushed to the woman’s side.
“Are you all right? What happened?”
When there was no response, Charlotte put a warm hand on Victoria’s cool forehead. She lifted the woman’s arm to check for a pulse. There was none. It was then she spotted the glint of light, reflecting off the sharp pallet knife from Ty’s workbench. The knife was buried in Victoria’s throat and a thin trickle of blood dripped from the wound, making a dark puddle on the hardwood floor.
“My God, he killed her!”
For a moment, she stood frozen to the spot by a morbid fascination. She knew something had to be done—call a doctor, an ambulance, the police—or at least tell someone in the house. Adrenaline surged through her body and made her brain buzz. Get out! Get help! Her mind played the words over and over, but it took a few repeats before she could make herself move.
As she turned on her heel, a harsh, rapid panting sound made her stop. Was someone in the room with them, or was it only the sound of her own lungs struggling to catch a breath? A hand grasped her ankle. She glanced down to see Victoria staring at her with unseeing eyes, moving her lips in silent words.
Charlotte sank to the floor and knelt by her side, placing a hand under the dying woman’s head for support. Even though she held her ear close to Victoria’s lips, she could barely make out what she was saying—and the few random words she heard didn’t make sense.
Then, after a shallow gasp of air, Victoria’s final breath brushed her cheek. Charlotte wrenched her hand from under Victoria’s head and watched in horror as the blood slid over her fingers. With unsteady legs, she somehow made it to her feet. She glanced down again and saw the purple stains on the knees of her beige linen slacks. She hadn’t even felt the wetness soaking through.
In a full panic now, she flew down the staircase, leaving a trail of blood from her hand on the hallway wall.
I’ve been an aspiring author since high school when I wrote short stories to amuse family members. I began my first novel while attending college later in life, and while working in the offices of a major soft drink company. Even though my job, my home, and my family always took precedence, I continued to attend writing classes and work on my novels. Now, after taking early retirement, I finally have the chance to do what I love best; write full-time. While I enjoy playing the piano, being an organic gardener, and an amateur Lapidary, writing has always been my passion. I was a former member of the Agatha Christie Society and am currently a member of Sisters in Crime. My husband and I live in a suburb of Chicago along with our Black Lab/Pit Bull, Bailey.
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