Monday, April 1, 2019

#MysteryTour #KindleUnlimited - Foul Deeds Will Rise (Backstage Mystery #2) by Elizabeth Ireland

Title: Foul Deeds Will Rise
Series: A Backstage Mystery - Book Two
Author: Elizabeth Ireland
Genre: Adult Mystery
Release Date: February 13, 2019

By 1875, Lillian Nolan believes she has successfully shut off any connection to the spirit world. That winter she is thrilled when she wins the role of Ophelia in a new production of Hamlet in her home town of Chicago. Everything changes when the body of the managing director is found sprawled across the steps of the dress circle and all the investors’ money is missing. Lillian fears, once again, her career is over before it begins.

After her dearest friend is arrested for murder, Lillian commits herself to discovering the truth. Her search is complicated by a strange man who is following her, the romantic overtures of her co-star, and a reunion with an old nemesis. But nothing is what it seems. What she does find puts a member of her own family at risk and leads to the unmasking of the killer with lethal consequences for herself. 

The footsteps stopped at the entrance to the alleyway and then I heard him take a few tentative steps into the alley. There was a light over the stage door which illuminated the area in front of it and which now made the alley appear empty. There was a pause. I could not see him based on my hiding place behind the column but I also knew he could not see me either. I was careful to keep my breath even and covered my mouth with my hand so my breathing would not betray my hiding place. He was right next to me on the other side of the column! I could see his breath as it came out in small clouds in the frozen air.

“Damn!” he exclaimed.

He assumed I had gone back in through the stage door.

He turned around and I heard his footsteps recede up the alley and then down the street. I came out of my hiding place when I thought it was safe and went to the opening of the alley and peered down the street. There was no one in either direction. A soft snow began to fall and in the light from the streetlamp the night had a desolate, lonely quality to it.


I looked up and to my horror saw Regina dangling from the railing of the dress circle. Both her hands were wrapped around the lower railing and she was frantically holding on as tightly as she could. Immediately, I ran out to the lobby, up the stairs, through the double doors, and down to the railing of the dress circle. Regina was directly below me. I held out my hand.

“Take my hand, Regina.”

“I can’t. I can’t!”

“Try. Let go with one hand and I’ll grab it with both of mine.”

She let go but couldn’t reach my hand. She was now holding on with one hand and her body was swinging back and forth.

“I’m going to fall!”

Below her, Edward and Mr. Ferris came running up the aisle.

Edward shouted, “Regina, good God!”

“Edward, help me! I can’t hold on!”

“Regina, you must. Help is coming.”

“Help me, Lillian, Help me!”

“She’s letting go,” yelled Mr. Ferris.

Edward ran over to directly below where Regina’s body was suspended and reached out his arms, Mr. Ferris stood right next to him.

I watched helplessly as her hand lost its purchase on the railing. She screamed as she fell straight down and landed on top of Edward who knocked Mr. Ferris over. As she fell, Edward managed to pull her away from the back row of seats and they all fell into a heap on the carpet in the aisle.

I heard another scream, this one in pain.

Elizabeth Ireland discovered her passion for theater early. After receiving undergraduate and graduate degrees in Theater, she accepted a teaching position in a performing arts department at a college in northern Illinois. For ten years, she taught, directed and ran front-of-house operations. American Theater History—particularly that of the 19th century—has always been of particular interest to her.

She has been a quarter-finalist and a semi-finalist for the Don and Gee Nicholl Fellowship in screenwriting sponsored by the Academy of Motion Picture Arts and Sciences. Two of her screenplays have been optioned, but remain unproduced. Her nonfiction work, Women of Vision: Ordinary Women, Extraordinary Lives, was published in 2008. Her work has also been published in a collection of paranormal short stories, Paramourtal: Tales of Undying Love and Loving the Undead. She lives in metro Atlanta with her ever-patient husband, and two quirky dachshunds.


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