Marva Dale is the pen name for author Debra McReynolds.  Retired from the public relations field, Debra now spends her free time indulging in her passion for writing.  "I used to fill my school notebooks with stories," Debra relates, "and then add artwork to go along with them.  My second grade teacher, Mrs. Daley, predicted that I would be a writer one day."
A fan of the mystery genre, she enjoys crafting tales with a twist of suspense, a touch of romance, and a bit of humor. 
Debra and her husband, Dale, make their home in El Paso, Texas, with their dog, cats and rabbits.

Sexy, black lawyer, Liberty Sloane is asked to defend a deaf public relations executive accused of killing a well-known physician. Dr. Daniel Baumgard, known for his philanthropy, just opened a new shelter for abused women, although he also ran a women’s healthcare clinic that offers abortions. Madeline Kime promoted the doctor’s endeavors through her PR agency while harboring deep secrets concerning the Baumgard family, including the doctor’s son, Rhett, a congressman, and his socialite wife, Savannah. So who hated the doctor enough to stab him in the foyer of his own home? Liberty has a number of suspects on her list, including a pro-life group, not to mention the additional crimes of stolen clinic files and a blackmail scheme. To complicate matters, she has to fend off the advances of one-time boyfriend Preston Durrell, a private detective, while entertaining a new romance with the officer on the case, Sergeant Byron Keats. Worse, Liberty planned a Caribbean vacation with her BFFs, but has to postpone it in order to defend her client for murder one.

Not at Liberty

At Fuddy-Duddy's Pub and Grill, Liberty relaxed against the booth seat, her good friends sitting across the table from her. The three had a hectic but satisfying shopping spree in anticipation of their girls-only vacation.Liberty had bought several new outfits perfect for the beach and evenings out, her favorites a sleek, maxi halter dress with a green and black jungle print, a pair of strappy lime-green sandals, and a shiny white bikini with a fuchsia hibiscus flower pattern. 


Now she would have to lose about five pounds in order to look her best. She would join the 24-hour gym down the street in order to tone up her muscles, firm up her butt and breasts, and get rid of some of those pesky cellulite pockets.Then again, maybe she just needed plastic surgery all over.She could spare some fatty tissue in her thighs and put it where she needed it the mostin her derriere, with any leftovers for her boobs.


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