Coming This Summer!
Title: Candidate for Murder
Series: A Mac Faraday Mystery #12
Author: Lauren Carr
Publication Date: June 20, 2016
A Mac Faraday Mystery
It’s election time in Spencer, Maryland, and the race
for mayor is not a pretty one. In recent years, the small
resort town has become divided between the year-round
residents who enjoy their rural way of life and the city
dwellers who are moving into mansions, taking over
the town council, and proceeding to turn Deep Creek Lake
into a closed-gate community—complete with a host of
regulations for everything from speed limits to clotheslines.
When the political parties force-feed two unsavory mayoral
nominees to the town’s residents, David O’Callaghan,
the chief of police, decides to make a statement—by
nominating Gnarly, Mac Faraday’s German
shepherd, to run for mayor of Spencer!
What starts out as a joke turns into a disaster when overnight,
Gnarly becomes the front-runner, and his political opponents
proceed to dig into the canine’s past. When one of the mayoral
candidates ends up dead, it becomes apparent that slinging mud
is not enough for someone with a stake in this election.
With murder on the ballot, Mac Faraday and the gang—
including old friends from past cases—dive in to clear
Gnarly’s name, catch a killer, and save Spencer!
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An Excerpt from Candidate for Murder
The jingle of the bell over the front door announced the entrance of the police department’s desk sergeant, Tonya. Startled out of the snooze into which he had fallen while resting his jaw against a cold compress, David looked up from her desk.
Tonya slapped a paper bag down onto the desk in front of him. “I thought you could use this.” With a shake of her head, the middle-aged desk sergeant took note of the tear in David’s suit coat and of his disheveled appearance. His gold police chief’s badge was displayed on the utility belt he wore over his dress slacks.
“If anything, you proved your lack of partisanship to the citizens of Spencer,” Tonya said. “How many police chiefs would arrest both nominees for mayor—one of whom is destined to be your boss after the election?”
“How many people running for office would get into a fist fight with their opponent in front of a hundred people?” Taking the pastry out of the bag, he grumbled. “Dad used to say that only a crazy person would throw his or her hat into the ring. So you know that by virtue of the fact that they’re running for office, every candidate is mentally incompetent.”
“That’s why I don’t vote.” Tonya waved for him to get up from her desk.
David almost choked on his bear claw. “You don’t vote! Do you know how many countries in the world have dictatorships where people don’t have any say in what the government decides to do? Your vote is your voice. You need to exercise it.”
“It’s a right,” Tonya said. “Not an obligation.”
“People like you deserve what you get.” David waved the pastry at her. “I don’t ever want to hear you complain about our country going to pot again.”
The door to the police station opened again. Instantly, Gnarly and Storm stormed in, practically dragging Dallas behind them. Once inside, she dropped both of their leashes and closed the door. Since he was in the midst of getting up from Tonya’s desk, David was unprepared to defend himself when Gnarly leaped from the floor to snatch the bear claw out of his hand. As soon as he noticed that his breakfast had been taken, David turned to lunge for the German shepherd only to have Storm dart between the two of them to cut him off. Without pausing, both dogs galloped across the squad room and up the stairs to David’s office.
“They’re like the canine Bonnie and Clyde,” Tonya said.
Seemingly unperturbed, Dallas set a lunch container on the reception counter. “That’s okay, my love. I brought you a better breakfast.” She didn’t notice the arched eyebrow Tonya was directing toward her in reference to the danish. “I felt so bad about our date gettin’ ruined last night,” she said, holding out an egg casserole baked into a single serving dish. “And you had to spend the night here with the candidates in jail—”
“They’re still here!” Gasping, Tonya whirled around in her chair. “Do you want to get fired after the election?”
“They both assaulted a police officer.” David pointed to the welt on his cheekbone. As he took the breakfast goody from Dallas, he gave her a soft kiss on the lips. “After spending all night listening to them blaming each other for getting arrested, an hour ago I called Fletcher and told him to come take over the babysitting.”
Dallas followed David to the empty desk where he sat down to eat. “You would think that since they’re such highfalutin, important folks, people would have been here like that”—she snapped her fingers—“fixin’ to get them released.”
“Their party bosses have been calling everyone on the town council and every other political office all night,” David said. “These two idiots are the cream of the crop. I can’t understand how anyone could’ve voted for them in the first place. I certainly didn’t!”
“I know for a fact that Nancy Braxton didn’t legally win her party’s nomination,” Tonya said with a shake of her head. “My daughter-in-law works for the county clerk. She was there when they tallied the votes. The leaders of Nancy’s political party didn’t want her opponent to get the nomination. They felt he was too white and had the wrong genitalia to represent their party in this election. It’s high time for Spencer to have a woman mayor—even if that woman is an incompetent bitch.”
“Are you saying that the party committed voter fraud?” David whirled away from his coffee mug, which he was in the middle of filling, to face her.
“Tiffany told me that the vote was close and that the party leaders just tossed out about a hundred ballots for the other candidate. Nancy won the nomination by only sixty-four votes. If they had counted those other ballots, Braxton’s opponent would’ve been the nominee and would’ve won by around forty votes.”
“Has anybody reported this? Why didn’t you contact the board of elections after you heard about it?” David asked over the top of his coffee mug.
“And what would the board of elections have done?” Tonya asked. “They would’ve asked everyone who was in the room what happened. Everyone would’ve said that nothing happened, knowing that if they didn’t, they’d be blacklisted by those in that party who hold political offices. Worst yet, what if something had come of it? No whistle-blower wants to end up like Sandy Burr.”
About the Author
Lauren Carr is the international best-selling author of the Mac Faraday, Lovers in Crime, and Thorny Rose Mysteries. The eleventh installment in the Mac Faraday Mystery series, Cancelled Vows, was released on January 28, 2016.
Lauren is a popular speaker who has made appearances at schools, youth groups, and on author panels at conventions. She lives with her husband, son, and four dogs (including the real Gnarly) on a mountain in Harpers Ferry, WV.
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