Silencing Sam: A Novel - Couverture souple

Kramer, Julie

Couverture souple

ISBN 10 : 1501157655 ISBN 13 : 9781501157653

Editeur : Gallery Books, 2016

Synopsis

IN THIS TOWN, GOSSIP KILLS . . .

When a widely despised gossip columnist is found shot to death, Riley Spartz must secretly investigate a case in which she becomes the prime suspect. In the wake of the brutal murder, our heroine discovers that news and gossip have more in common than she ever imagined.

Trouble begins when Riley publicly clashes with newspaper gossip writer Sam Pierce, throwing a drink in his face after he implies in his popular column that she cheated on her husband. When clues to the homicide lead to her, Riley is charged with the crime. The police seem unwilling to look any further for perpetrators, although numerous local news- makers have reason for revenge—even a motive for killing.

Meanwhile, competition in the Channel 3 newsroom is just as murderous. While Riley struggles to interest her boss in a story about rural wind farm bombings and dead bats, a new reporter spikes the station ratings with exclusive stories about the headless homicide of an unknown woman whose decapitated body is found in a city park. Maybe murder isn’t such a bad idea after all? Riley must fight to stay out of jail, ahead in the ratings, and even alive in a killer showdown not fit for television audiences.

A propos du livre

À propos de l'auteur

Julie Kramer is a journalist turned novelist. She writes a series of thrillers set in the desperate world of TV news. Julie has won the Daphne du Maurier Award for Mainstream Mystery/Suspense, RT Reviewer’s Choice Award for Best First Mystery, as well as the Minnesota Book Award. Her work has also been nominated for the Anthony, Barry, Shamus, Mary Higgins Clark, and RT Best Amateur Sleuth Awards. She formerly ran WCCO-TV’s investigative unit before becoming a freelance network news producer for NBC and CBS. She lives with her family in White Bear Lake, Minnesota.

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Silencing Sam

CHAPTER 1

It felt satisfying to leave a funeral with dry eyes.

I wasn’t mourning a young life taken too soon. I wasn’t mourning a tragic loss to senseless violence.

He died old. In his sleep. In his own bed. Just the way we’d all like to go.

For the last decade, he’d been a reliable source of scoops around city hall, so I’d paid my respects. I didn’t stay for the ham-sandwich-and-potato-salad lunch in the church basement; I needed to get back to the station before my boss realized I was gone.

As I reached the parking lot, I heard my name. I’m Riley Spartz, an investigative reporter for Channel 3 in Minneapolis. People recognize me frequently. Sometimes that’s good. But not this time.

I turned and saw a short man with perfect hair and stylish clothes, waving at me from behind the hearse.

“We have nothing to talk about,” I said, continuing to walk—but faster—to my car.

“How can you be so sure?” He ran to catch up to me, his cologne getting stronger as he got closer.

As a policy I didn’t speak to Sam Pierce, the local newspaper gossip writer, but I shouldn’t have been surprised to see him lurking outside the church. He liked sneaking into funerals and later listing in his column who cried and who didn’t. Who wore black and who didn’t.

“Let’s talk about what’s going on in your newsroom,” he said. “I hear that new reporter from Texas started today.”

Sam liked to hit fresh TV blood with some cruel observation in print soon after they arrived. Maybe something mortifying they did at their old company Christmas party—like sitting on a supervisor’s lap. Maybe something embarrassing that happened the first day on their new job—like mispronouncing a local suburb, perhaps Edina—during a live shot. Sam adored branding newcomers as outsiders.

“I heard some interesting things about his marriage,” he continued.

I ignored him. Sam Pierce was a verbal terrorist.

A lot of what he wrote simply wasn’t true. When pressed, he’d admit it, justifying publication with the explanation that, unlike me, he was not a reporter and didn’t have to prove anything was true. He just had to prove people were gossiping about it.

Often he purposely refrained from calling the subject for confirmation or reaction. Otherwise, he might officially learn the morsel was false and have to kill the item. That would create more work, hunting down last-minute trash to fill his gossip column, “Piercing Eyes.”

Sam’s newspaper photo was cropped tight around a pair of intense eyes. The design achieved a striking graphic look for his column, plus it gave him the anonymity that allowed him to show up in places he’d normally have been unwelcome if recognized.

Sam had adopted a media technique used by the newspaper food critic to help keep her face incognito while dining. He appeared as a frequent radio talk-show guest but avoided television interviews like birds avoid cats.

Because I was part of the local press corps, I could pick Sam Pierce out of a crowd but was always surprised how few public figures recognized him. Until it was too late.

“It might be in your best interest to cooperate,” Sam hinted to me. “Think of it as buying goodwill to keep your own transgressions out of the newspaper.”

“You’ve got nothing on me.” I climbed into my car.

“Don’t be too sure. I have my sources.”

“Not only do you have nothing on me,” I said, “you have no sources.”

Then I slammed my car door, drove away, and hoped it was true.

Détails de l'édition

• Éditeur: Gallery Books
• Date d'édition: 2016
• Langue: anglais
• ISBN 10: 1501157655
• ISBN 13: 9781501157653
• Reliure: Broché
• Nombre de pages: 432
• Coordonnées du fabricant: non disponible
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