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Due For Release June 2015
Preying in Two Harbors
A young man is found beaten to death, the most sacred areas of a Catholic church are desecrated, a sabotaged railroad track leads to a deadly derailment, and a Jewish holocaust survivor is hung in effigy. All happen in too short a time span to say they are not related. When the sheriff of Lake County is shot in the back, ambushed, Deidre Johnson come out of retirement to solve the crimes. Suspect groups are identified, but the culprit is an under the radar surprise. This is the fourth book in the Two Harbors mystery series written by Dennis Herschbach.
Read the first page of this new novel in the Two Harbors mystery series.
Preying in Two Harbors
It was the last week of April, the first real spring day in Two Harbors, and on the corner of Waterfront Drive and First Avenue, Reverend Isaiah, at least that's what he called himself, waved his floppy, tattered Bible, thundering to anyone who would listen.
"Wake up, America. Repent or experience God's wrath. Repent before it's too late to be saved."
His piercing blue eyes were sunk deeply into his face. They, along with a sharp, hooked nose, gave him the appearance of a hawk hunting prey. Reverend Isaiah thrust a bony finger toward The Pub, a local watering hole across the street from where he held sway, and continued his harangue.
"There, my brothers, is a den of iniquity, a place where the sinful prepare their places in hell!" He swept his wizened hand in the direction of the bar and grill. A burly man in biker garb tried to pass on the sidewalk, but the reverend stepped in front of him. "Are you saved, brother? Because if you're not, time is running out, and you are going to be judged by God Almighty."
The man tried to step around the gaunt figure blocking his path, but the old man would not get out of the way. Finally, the befuddled biker said something and pushed his way past, crossed the street and looked back at the corner where the reverend was standing. He opened the door to The Pub, but before he could enter he heard one last salvo.
"You just opened a gate to hell, my friend. I'll be praying for you," the preacher bellowed.
Copyright: November 2014