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From Multi-Published Mystery Author
Glen Ebisch
A mysterious death involving a meteorologist...
Can she weather the storm brewing in the horizon? 
STORMY WEATHER
Glen Ebisch
Genre: Mystery
Publisher: The Wild Rose Press Publication Date: January, 2017
A dead meteorologist leads to stormy weather.
When the body of Travis Lambert, senior meteorologist, is found buried in a shallow grave next to the house of Stormy McCloud, junior meteorologist, things look bad.
The station hires Chance Malone to investigate the murder, but her situation doesn't improve. Malone is attractive, charming, and funny, all qualities that her past experience with men has led her to avoid. It doesn't help that Stormy has little interest in religion, while Malone is the unusual detective that keeps a Bible in his desk drawer instead of a bottle of scotch.
When Stormy's estranged mother appears on the scene, things become even more complicated. As they discover more about the dark secrets of Travis's life, Stormy is forced to reconsider her view of men, her mother, and her future.
Author Glen Ebisch's mystery suspense crime novel, Stormy Weather is a first-rate thriller. I found a solid story-line, well-written, with well-developed characters, and plot lines which will hold the readers interest.
- verasbookreviewsandstuff, Amazon Reviewer
This book has quite a bit of mystery of where you reveal each piece a layer at a time. You learn one thing about the victim from his co-workers and then you dig a little deeper and you learn something else.
- Seraphia, Amazon Reviewer Giveaway
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About Glen Ebisch
Glen Ebisch taught philosophy in college for over twenty-five years and has been writing mysteries for almost as long. He has been fortunate enough to have over twenty published. He lives with his wife in western Massachusetts and now focuses full time on writing, exercise, and travel.
Official website: http://www.glenebisch.com
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Harriet Hughes, know around the station as Dirty Harry, shoved the microphone further toward my mouth as tough it were a giant cotton swab and she was reaching for a saliva sample. Not that she would have gotten much, nerves had already turned my mouth into the Sahara. In fact, as I stared across the yard, I began thinking that a trip to Timbuktu sounded pretty good right now. When the News on the Move truck has pulled up in front of my house a few minutes ago, I had expected that someone front the station had been following the police frequency and had come by to offer sympathy and support. Instead I had gotten Harryvain, ambitious and thoroughly ruthless Harry.
“Did you know that Travis’ body was residing only ten feet from your kitchen?” Harry asked, nodding her head up and down as if that would encourage me to admit guilt. “Of course not,” I replied hoarsely. I wasn’t even sure that dead bodies resided, It seemed to me that their residing days were over. “Do you know who buried his body there?” “No.” “Do you know why someone would pick your property on which to do such a thing?” I snapped. I reached out and gave the bulbous end of the microphone a sharp turn, imagining that I was twisting little Harry’s head right off her shoulders. “Ouch,” Harry said, releasing the microphone into my hands. I gave Sam, the cameraman, the cut sign. Although he had a crush on Harry that led him to obey her every whim, even he looked relieved to shut off the camera. “C’mon, Victoria, this could be my big break,” Harry said in her shrill but now wheedling voice. “Accusing me of murder is going to be your big break?” “I’m not saying that you actually killed Travis. But you still might know who buried the body and be covering up for him or her.” “You think I’d let a killer bury a murder victim practically on my front doorstep?” “Maybe it was only temporary. You know, sure you can leave him there for a day or two, but he has to be gone by Friday. That sort of thing.” “And I let him put the body right where my landlord is going to build a garage?” “You probably forgot.” She was right enough on that one. I remained silent.
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