Don't Open the Door

.. Even if her neighbors had believed Molly Pulliam's incoherent story of something hiding behind the lilac bush, it would have made no real difference in the end. Eventually she would have opened the door to her deadly visitor. Her murder rocked the quiet valley community. Unlike an occasional stabbing in a bar in downtown Albuquerque, this tragedy came frighteningly close to home. The Sheriff's officers, however, had no reason to question the very small boy who was visiting his cousin Eve Quinn, and it would have helped him if they had. Eve, a slender fair-haired girl, was too preoccupied with getting over a disastrous engagement to wonder what the mysterious treasure was that Ambrose wanted her to get for him in the toolshed, or why the usually indeflectible little boy wouldn't go into the shed himself. And so the killer, driven by his twisted hate, was free to knock on another door, to greet another victim. This is the beginning of an absorbing novel of secrets new as well as almost forgotten, and of murder hiding behind a familiar face.