Dare to Die (Death on Demand Series #19)

Dare to Die (Death on Demand Series #19)

by Carolyn G. Hart

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“Filled with quirky, witty, and down-to-earth characters….It is a joy.”

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Death is the uninvited guest at a Broward’s Rock gala thrown by bookstore owners and sometime sleuths Annie and Max Darling in Dare to Die—the 19th captivating whodunit in Caroline Hart’s much adored Death on Demand series. A Grande Dame of mystery, Hart’s wonderfully evocative, multiple Agatha, Anthony, and Macavity Award-winning novels will delight Diane Mott Davidson and Lillian Jackson Braun fans—and Dare to Die is a wonderful display of the skill and imagination that moved a Los Angeles Times reviewer to declare, “If I were teaching a course on how to write a mystery, I would make Carolyn Hart required reading.”

Product Details

ISBN-13: 9780061853616
Publisher: HarperCollins Publishers
Publication date: 03/31/2009
Series: Death on Demand Series , #19
Format: NOOK Book
Pages: 320
Sales rank: 76,111
File size: 590 KB

About the Author

An accomplished master of mystery, Carolyn Hart is the author of twenty previous Death on Demand novels. Her books have won multiple Agatha, Anthony, and Macavity Awards. She is also the creator of the Henrie O series, featuring a retired reporter, and the Bailey Ruth series, starring an impetuous, redheaded ghost. One of the founders of Sisters in Crime, Hart lives in Oklahoma City.

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Dare to Die LP
A Death on Demand Mystery

Chapter One

Iris Tilford held tight to the Exercycle hand grips, pumped the pedals. She was the last one working out tonight in the mission gym. A cool April breeze eddied through open windows in the ramshackle building. Red, green, and purple flashed in her eyes from the pulsating neon sign above the bar across the street. She tried to block out thrumming guitars and a nasal twang singing of love gone wrong. Iris didn't like country music, but she'd closed down a lot of bars.

Her throat felt suddenly parched. A beer . . .

No. Never.

One day at a time. That's what she had to hold to, one day at a time. She pushed away memories of stuporous nights and drug-induced fantasies. One day at a time . . .

She pumped harder. That's what Kirk told her. When the demons come, push and pound and sweat. You've got seventy-three days. Keep it up, one day at a time. . . .

The gym in its former life had been Murray's Garage with an oil-stained floor, thin wooden walls, and a tin roof. Now the building housed partitioned sleeping areas for men and women, a kitchen and dining area, and a ragtag collection of exercise equipment. Iris wished the mission wasn't across from the bar and the neon flashes that pulled at her, but space was cheap in this seedy Savannah neighborhood where bar signs flickered and music wailed or thumped all through the night.

"Good going, Iris." Kirk's voice was surprisingly soft for such a big man. "Brought you some Gatorade." Kirk's face had the texture of beaten silver, but his brown eyes, eyes that had seen too much, were kind.

Iris felta moment's pride. Beaten silver. She remembered that from an art class she'd taken. . . . She drooped inside. She didn't know when or where she'd been in an art class. There were so many things she didn't remember.

He held out a plastic cup in his left hand. His right arm was a stub that poked from a floppy T-shirt sleeve.

Iris realized she was breathing in short, quick gasps. She felt dizzy. Time to stop. But when she stopped, she felt the pull of the neon. She took the cup, drank greedily.

"You're doing great." His deep voice reminded her of a bear's growl, a sunny Disney bear, not a fearsome north woods bear.

She stared at him, mournful and frightened. "I got to make it better."

"Can't remake the world in a hurry." He spoke slowly, as if there were hours and days and years enough for everything. "One day at a time."

She finished the sweet orange drink, handed him the cup. "I'll ride a little longer. That helps." Iris wiped sweat from her face, pushed back a tendril of damp hair, bent again to the handlebars. As the pedals whirred, she made her decision. Part of getting well was making things right. She couldn't change what had happened at the picnic. But she could go back to the island. Nana was dead. No one there cared about her. That made it easier to return. She couldn't have endured seeing Nana's face lined with grief. She'd broken Nana's heart. At the time, the decision had seemed simple. Leave the island, leave behind her questions and fears and doubts. Instead, she'd carried misery with her, a burden that grew heavier with the passage of time.

Iris's memory was spotty. For years she'd blocked away a picture of that night, Jocelyn hurrying into the fog, a figure slipping after her. Maybe she'd dreamed that moment. There had been so many dreams. Jocelyn's death might have had nothing to do with Iris. Iris wished she could remember the timing. Once she saw one person walk into the fog with Jocelyn. Another time she remembered a different person. Which person came last? And why, this was the terrible aching inescapable question, why hadn't anyone admitted going into the woods with Jocelyn?

Iris wouldn't know until she asked. If her fears were the product of dreams, she would finally rid herself of the deep dark emptiness that accused her. If she didn't go to the island and discover the truth, she would succumb to the insatiable lust for oblivion.

She had to be brave.

One day at a time . . .

Buck Carlisle walked at a deliberate pace to the front hall. He was never eager in the morning to leave for his office. He moved quickly and felt young and alive only during those shining moments in his workshop. Last night he'd almost finished a white pine table with a mosaic inlay. His workshop was as near heaven as he ever expected to come, the smell of wood as he planed, the feel of tools that seemed to fit into his hand as if specially made. Often he shared those moments with Terry. His daughter was the light of his life, her ebony dark hair cut in bangs above a round expressive little girl's face with brown eyes that brimmed with love for her daddy. He and Fran had been closer ever since Terry came, watching in wonder as a toddler became a little girl, so cheerful and kind and caring. Fran was much too restless to spend time in the workshop though she always admired what he made.

He paused in the hallway, reached out for his briefcase. The briefcase was a deep, rich tan, made of finest English leather with his initials in gold. Fran had given it to him for his birthday. As he gripped the handles, he saw himself in the elegant rococo Chippendale mirror. Nothing in Fran's house was anything less than perfect.

Except for him. He stared into puzzled brown eyes. He hadn't changed much since high school. Ten years later and his hair was still a thick, curly brown, his face squarish with a blunt chin, his expression befuddled. In a few minutes, his father would glare at him. "I expected the Addison brief on my desk this morning. For God's sake, Buck, most of the time I think you're half addled."

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A Death on Demand Mystery
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Dare to Die (Death on Demand Series #19) 3.3 out of 5 based on 0 ratings. 380 reviews.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
I enjoy this series because even though it all takes place on an island, there is an ever-changing cast of characters. ...so "the bad guy" isn't the one newcomer to the group. Plots are always good, and the characters worth getting to know.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
I would personally rate this book great for teens and up. I cannot directly remember any use of profanity or sexual content. The descriptions of the murder scenes are not gory. The main characters are well developed with a an excel,ent flow to the novel.
dcl55 More than 1 year ago
Enjoyed the book and all of Carolyn Hart's mysteries!
I_Love_A_Mystery More than 1 year ago
Fresh take on the woman detective novel. I look forward to the next entry.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
I tried to like this book but I just couldn't care about the characters or the plot. Seemed to be trying a bit too hard and it was amatuerish.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
I am having to force myself to read this. I just don't care. Glad this was free.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Didnt catch me in the beginning. Too much descriptions of characters and no action. Deleting.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Shallow, boring characters. Storyline was okay but nothing special. Basically it sucked.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
This book is well written with interesting characters. It kept my interest to the very end.
grouchyFL More than 1 year ago
A good story line, but too many useless digressions.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Poorly written, very disjointed, extremely unrealistic and corny. The author finally tried to tie things together ON THE LAST PAGE, but even that was a complete flop. A very disappointing read and a waste of time. I had to give it one star so I could write this review otherwise I would give it no stars!!!!!
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
I kept trying and trying to get into this book and I just could not.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
The book is about the death of a teenager and questions concerning the circumstances of her demise. The time frame is about a decade after her death and revolves mostly around her classmates who have come together again in a small tight knit community. The main character is the owner of a bookstore that specializes in mystery writers. The problem is that the story does not really revolve around her. Its as though she's an outsider telling the story. There is an attempt to make her character more deeply involved but its not enough to make that connection. The cast of characters are not well developed so you never really build a relationship with any of them. There are a lot of "shortcuts" taken to get from one part of the story to the next. When I finished the book my reaction was "well i'm glad that's over with". There is no foul language or racy stuff so its okay for kids to read the book, and honestly the level of detail is probably better suited for a younger audience. KMS
Romonko on LibraryThing More than 1 year ago
Carolyn Hart is the queen of the American cozy in my opinion. All of the books she's written in this wonderful series are good, and this one is no exception. The community of Broward's Rock is teeming with undercurrents and long buried secrets. When a girl comes back home to Broward's Rock after being away for ten years, some of the locals want to really keep hidden long-buried secrets. When the girl is found dead at one of Annie and Max's parties, Annie and Max just have to find out what happened to her and why, so they begin digging around in old yearbooks and start asking questions about a group of old high school friends. Then things begin getting dicey for them as a murderer begins to run scared. This is a great book and it's written in Carolyn Hart's inimitable style. Good stuff!
ffortsa on LibraryThing More than 1 year ago
a young and beautiful couple, one of whom runs a bookstore on a South Carolina barrier island, are celebrating their new house when murder strikes. Of course, this being the amateur sleuth genre, they can't stay uninvolved, but to be fair, they're sort of doomed to it anyway. Pleasant and fairly distinct characters and enough romance to fill in the gaps. Recommended for the beach, or any recuperative effort
ammie on LibraryThing More than 1 year ago
*sigh* Unfortunately, this series is beginning to bore me. This book is more of the same old stuff. I am looking forward to Hart's ghost detective. I hope it sparks of the new and fresh!
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223 NOOK pages. DW
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Glad to become acquainted with this author. The story line is reasonable and not hard to follow. Makes one wonder how many stories are untold. Great for after work coffee stop.
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