Sydney Rye Mysteries

Blood. It’s blood. The dark stain circling Sydney is blood.I grab my phone and touch Mulberry's name without registering the thought. It rings. How am I going to explain knowing Sydney Rye needs help?I’m thousands of miles away, stationed on a private...

The dog’s howls echo the mechanical whine of the sirens blaring from the speakers. The sounds undulate, rising and falling like the jungle-draped topography around us.The airfield we stand on is a swath of ochre in a sea of riotous green—the sky above...

I am not totally alone in this world. He’s right. I need help."Wait!" My voice strained against the wind. Mulberry was a slow-moving figure several yards ahead, solid looking in the hazy light of dusk. I ran after him. My dog, Blue, stayed by my...

At the end of a long journey, lightning flashed outside my window…I need more control.My hand squeezed Mulberry’s forearm. Our pilot's voice came over the loudspeaker, "Sorry about the bumps. We'll have you down in Miami in twenty minutes."Mulberry...

I am desperate for freedom, for peace, and for justice.As I leave captivity and step into the bright sun-filled day, a wave of relief washes over me. But I am not free yet. Walking between barbed wire topped walls toward the exit gate, I breathe in...

Declan will die if he kills me. The community I belong to—my tribe—is strong and ruthless. Vengeful.Consuela or Declan could kill me right now. I don't have a gun. Either of them could raise their weapons, aim, fire.But they don’t want to and not just...

I should be the one dying.I should be dead.The doctor flashed her penlight into my eyes. I blinked against the bright ray. Blue sat on the floor next to me, his head on my knee. My fingers curled around the exam table, gripping the seat, hoping to...

Letting go is an art.And I am not an artist.I'm a killer.I don’t kill for pleasure, though there is some of that. Lady Justice is tantamount to my god. I serve her single-mindedly, but there is no blindfold. I am prejudiced, human...so human.Would the...

Softness is the first thing eaten.Animals had gotten to the corpse, tearing flesh off the skeleton and exposing bone. The man standing over the body, his green-blue gaze the same shade as Caribbean waters if they ever froze, stared into the empty eye...

"You killed him."I was shaking with anger. "That was my right. Kurt Jessup murdered my brother, and I should have been the one to end him.""At the time I had no idea about that. Mulberry didn't tell me what you were planning, just that we had a...

Hatred and desire haunted my dreams.I woke up tangled in my sheets, Blue standing next to the bed, his eyes glowing green in the dark room. "I'm okay," I told him. He pushed his nose against the mosquito net and whined. "You don't think so?" I asked...

Robert Maxim's smirk feels a little like home, like the scary exciting basement steps with their shadows and hints of unnatural powers.A cold wind rushes across the fallow corn field, pulling at my cargo pants and dipping into the open neck of my long...

To her neighbors, Jennifer Johnson seemed odd, just a little off. How could she not? Her entire existence was a lie.While the child at her breasts was really hers, the husband by her side…not so much. John and Jennifer Johnson shared the same...

I’m pregnant.Gripping the test, I can’t stop staring at the blue cross in the window.Tears roll, hot and slow, down my cheeks. I huddle in a low ball, emotion bowing me. Blue whines and presses against my side, his warm tongue on my cheek, his musky...

How angry should I be?Dan betrayed me to Robert Maxim, but I found out after I decided to trust Robert Maxim. I laughed out loud. Blue, my dog, raised his head and checked my face, letting his tail tap against the floor. I smiled down at him and...

This is dangerous.Blue moved backwards with me, slowly and deliberately. But the dogs followed. We stopped, and raising the stick over my head, I brought it down hard onto a rock. The loud sound and sudden movement spooked the pups to my right, but...

Thunder rumbles and a voice whispers within it. Burn it all down.Images spring to life inside my mind's eye. A web of lies suspends humanity in a constant struggle, each of us flies buzzing against the spider's perfectly designed snare—the more we...

Sydney Rye and her dog, Blue, exact justice with a vengeance.The dog doesn't die. But the bad guys do.Blue was as tall as a Great Dane but skinnier, with the snout of a collie, the markings of a Siberian husky, the ears and tail of a shepherd, and the...