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Business has been good for historian Paisley Sutton, but when she goes into her own church parish house to salvage some of the early 20th century fixtures before the building is demolished, she uncovers far more than vintage cabinets. Once the women from church hear about the secrets Paisley is uncovering, they are bound and determined to reveal the truth and unmask a murderer in the process.

Where Have I Been All My Life? is a compelling memoir recounting one woman’s journey through grief and a profound feeling of unworthiness to wholeness and healing. It begins with the chillingly sudden death of Rice’s mother, and is followed by her foray into the center of mourning.

Bailey Burke, reluctant spiritual medium, escapes the frozen winter with her boyfriend, Detective Jake Marner, and heads south. But in a city like Key West, murder and ghosts don’t take a vacation. A romantic sunset cruise turns not-so-romantic when a body floats by, followed by an abandoned yacht—the passengers missing. So much for searching for her lost shaker of salt. Instead she’s tracking down a killer who has left no clues. With ghosts harassing her at every turn, can Bailey solve the mystery of the floater and get back to sipping a piña colada and soaking up the sun?

Spring has sprung in Cleveland and home stager (and lousy spiritual medium) Bailey Burke is facing all kinds of major life changes. Both her grandmother and her boyfriend Jake Marner have moved in with her, she is contemplating a career change, and Marner’s mother needs her help planning a thirtieth birthday party for him. Party plans include dance lessons for Bailey and Jake. Which would be fun, except their instructor appears to have tangoed with the wrong partner. She’s found dead on the dance floor, a butchered ballroom teacher with multiple stab wounds.

When the bitterly cold days of January descend on Cleveland, Bailey Burke finds her “Put It Where?” home staging business is as frozen as her toes. The only bright spot is the return of her friend Ryan after his, ahem, eviction from heaven. Especially since no other dead people seem to be harassing her in recent weeks. Yet when her grandmother’s bingo buddy turns up frozen solid in a stranger’s back yard, Bailey is the only one who finds the death suspicious.

Agent Connelly tracks him through the streets. She searches for his identity, for the reasons behind his murders. Even he doesn't know the answers to those questions. She needs to find him, to stop him. How can she when he doesn't even know who he is. All he knows is that he loves women. As long as they're dead. He kills to forget. She hunts for her past. The Pass-A-Grille Killer is sinking bodies into the Gulf of Mexico, and it's up to her to fish them out. St. Petersburg, Florida, has a problem - one bigger than they know - and they'd better pray that Meredeth Connelly is the answer.

The Ripper kills and kills and kills again, leaving their bodies where they fall. He cuts and cuts and cuts again, not content until he's killed them all. The weight of the world is on Special Agent Meredeth Connelly's shoulders. Madness has driven the Ripper into a frenzy. He moves to the rhythm of the knife, and each night, he takes another life. He leaves her messages. She's heard them all before:

The Highwayman delivers death and destruction. Road rage is his ritual—his obsession. Always at mile marker 33. Always brutal. This might be Special Agent Meredeth Connelly's toughest case yet. His crimes span the nation's highways. His gruesome deliveries are accelerating. She's spread too thin. She needs help—but at what cost? He's got full tanks. She's riding on empty. How do you track a killer who's miles away before anyone knows he's killed again?

People around Kahin Alshaytan go missing, and everyone asks the same question: Where have they gone? He claims people come and go as they please, and the local police can't find any evidence: no blood, no signs of a struggle, no bodies.