the full meaning of her words, and he appeared to search for an adequate response but came up empty.
“Someone tried to kill me.”
Thank you so much for reading Deadly Evidence! I hope you enjoyed the story and the first book in my newest series, Mount Shasta Secrets. As you might have figured out by now if you’ve read my other books, I love beautiful settings that usually include mountains or a Pacific Northwest coastline.
In Deadly Evidence, tragedy struck Tori’s life when her sister was murdered. Through that tragedy, Tori’s perspectives changed drastically. Unfortunately, that’s exactly what it sometimes takes to make us realize what’s truly important in life—the friends and family around us whom we should appreciate and not take for granted. Whom we should take the time to cherish and love.
But it doesn’t have to take a tragedy for us to savor the time we have with our loved ones and prioritize what is truly important. I hope and pray you treasure those around you while you can.
I love hearing from my readers. You can find out ways to contact me—Facebook, Twitter, Instagram, etc.—through my website at elizabethgoddard.com.
Many blessings!
Elizabeth Goddard
Thy word is a lamp unto my feet, and a light unto my path.
—Psalms 119:105
To the One who lights my path
Acknowledgments
Many thanks to my family, who put up with the many hours I spend on my computer crafting stories. Also a big thanks to my writing buddies, who encourage me along the way and patiently listen to my wild ideas and offer suggestions. My sincerest gratitude to my editor at Love Inspired Suspense, who gave me the opportunity to indulge my imagination, and to my agent, Steve Laube, who never stops working on behalf of his clients.
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Note to Readers
Wind River, Northern California
Victoria “Tori” Peterson glanced over her right shoulder as she rowed in her kayak, enjoying the view of the Wind River as it traversed through the shadow of Mount Shasta in beautiful northern California. Sweat rose on her back and beaded at her temples. Her muscles burned with each row of the double-bladed oar, but she welcomed the pain as the kayak glided on the river.
The exercise invigorated her. Got her heart pumping and the oxygen flowing.
It reminded her that she was alive.
Still,
