By Aphrodite Jones
Aphrodite Jones is without doubt one of the leader practitioners of the genuine crime style. --Baltimore Sun
Michael Peterson used to be a embellished struggle veteran and bestselling novelist, his spouse Kathleen a high-powered government and committed mom. They looked to be the ideal couple, dwelling a dream life--until the tragic evening Michael came upon Kathleen on the backside of the steps in a pool of blood. He claimed her loss of life was once an twist of fate. The prosecution placed him at the back of bars. Then in a beautiful reversal, a pass judgement on gave him one other probability to face trial, whereas his childrens proclaimed his innocence. Aphrodite Jones attracts on unique interviews and irritating new proof to replace this vintage real-life mystery of marriage, manipulation, and homicide.
"A vintage true-crime page-turner." --M. William Phelps
"A richly unique and deeply researched story of a grasping, sociopathic killer." --Caitlin Rother, New York Times bestselling writer of Lost Girls
"Prepare your self for a trip right into a meticulous legal mind." --Corey Mitchell, writer of Savage Son
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You are a symptom of the malaise afflicting the country,' I said to Lydia as we walked on down the dusty road, in the light rain, making for the boot maker and mender's with the lamps overdue for lighting but old man Shannon nowhere in sight. ' 'I'm rather flattered,' she said, as we turned in at the gate of the boot maker's long front yard. 'Yes,' I said, 'I could see. ' 'I certainly did not,' she said. But she had done, and the colour was up in her face still as she lay on the sofa in our new front parlour, in the new (and also very old) house a little way outside the village, the house that had been practically given us by that same Robert Henderson: seven shillings a week for a place three times the size of our earlier one, and with a contract giving us the option to buy at some equally favourable rate.
Another bell was rung - a bell that existed in an altogether different world - and it brought me to wakefulness sitting alone in my best suit on the top deck of the Number Nine tram. Friday evening and the tram running along, and my memory doing so once again as well. We ran along under the York lamps and only a scattering of stars, making for the place where easternmost York came to a stop: the Beeswing Hotel. The conductor was hanging off the platform, and joshing with various street loungers that we passed, like a performer on a moving stage.
That I might be trained up to enjoyment of tangling with the really bad lads if only I was given enough experience in that line? I didn't know, and it certainly wouldn't do to ask. The Chief was a force of nature: you took what came from him. I'd had the solving, after a fashion, of three murders, while the constables' quarry was of the order of fare evaders, card sharpers and makers of graffito on carriage windows. I had a wife who went out to work, and who thought herself superior. She was one of those suffragettes, very likely a bomb thrower in the making, and on top of all that I was practically a solicitor already, and the lawyers were the enemy.
A Perfect Husband by Aphrodite Jones