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Emily Jenkins's husband, Kenton, expects her to be at his beck and call every minute of the day, and she is getting tired of this life, but would she resort to murder?

Carol Butler is married to Emily's cousin, Damon. She thinks Damon is cheating on her with a woman he and Kenton helped move from Knoxville to Nashville. Damon swears the woman is gay, but Carol is not convinced. How far will she go to learn the truth?

Detectives Janice Carter and Harold Jones are called to a scene at the Jenkins' home in the Brentwood neighborhood of Nashville, Tennessee. Kenton Jenkins is found dead in his pool. It could have been an accident, but their instincts tell them it was murder.

There are no obvious clues, and the only two people who could be suspects have airtight alibis.  At the same time, other people could be responsible, who had a motive, and how will it be proven with no evidence to tie them to the scene?

Kenton Jenkins had secrets that no one suspected. Were those secrets enough to get him murdered?

Treacherous Secrets

Her phone buzzed. The text message read. “Are you sure you want to do this?” 


She growled deep in her throat. That idiot was getting cold feet. She was going to have to take care of this problem herself. “I’ll be right there,” she wrote back. 


 “Oh my God!” Janice shouted and handed the piece of paper she had been scouring for the last hour to Harold. 


Janice reached over and pointed to the middle of the list. “Francis Connor Chase.” 


Harold raised an eyebrow, “Frank?” 


“Yep.” Janice picked up the phone and called one of the techs. “Find out what Francis Connor Chase’s mother’s full name is? Call me right back.” She slammed down the phone. “How much you want to bet, Frank turns out to be our Junior.” 


“But we checked him out before. His father’s name is Walter Edward, not Francis Walter, or Walter Francis, so how can he be a junior?” 


Chapter Eighteen