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

Liberty felt drained, not a good sign at this early stage of the game.She had Brandon and Corey working furiously to cull information and begin a witness list, those people who would shed a positive light on Madeline Kime's character.And those witnesses needed to verify and clarify facts would be closely interviewed and cross-interviewed by Brandon, adept at extracting information.Liberty herself would look for potential experts who could testify for the defense, particularly for someone who could refute the DA's findings about the shoe prints.


By seven, she was ready to go home and crawl into bed.But before she closed up shop for the night, she received a call from Sergeant Keats.


 "Good evening, Liberty," he greeted on a casual note."I'm not calling at a bad time, am I?"


His sexy, masculine voice worked like a charm to shake her alert, both mentally and physically."No, I was just getting ready to go home.What can I do for you, sergeant?"


Chapter 41