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 tumbled blindly into his embrace, her arms reaching and circling his neck for support as the rest of her melted against his strong, hard chest.When he stood, he gathered her up like a baby doll, swept her off her feet and then carried her off in the direction of the bedroom.Once there, he set her down beside the bed and began to undress her, stripping off her tank top and unknotting the tie at the waistband of her pants. When they pooled at her feet, Liberty blithely stepped out of the pants and toed them aside along with her slippers.


Energized now, she eagerly did the same for him, fingers hurrying to undo his shirt buttons, the top button and zipper of his pants. When he shed his clothes, her hands and mouth got busy skimming up his chest.She reveled in the senses he piqued, mouth tasting of warm wine and peppers, flesh feeling so smooth and taut, and his face and neck smelling of aftershave that hinted at fresh tropical breezes.


Chapter 50