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Scar Tissue

Reviews

"You can always rely on Boston lawyer Brady Coyne, as shown in this outstanding whodunit, the 17th in this underappreciated series from suspense master Tapply."
--Publisher's Weekly

"An excellent choice."
--Library Journal

"As usual, Tapply is great. . .Even before this superb novel, many mystery readers knew how good the Brady Coyne novels are. The seventeenth book,Scar Tissue, reinforces the knowledge that William G. Tapply is a superstar who deserves wide readership. The story line is cleverly devised and never slows down. Brady remains a strong individual trying to do the right thing. Anyone who enjoys a solid, entertaining investigative tale will love Scar Tissue and want to read the previous Coyne caper, Muscle Memory."
--Harriet Klausner, Amazon.com

Excerpted from Scar Tissue:

I peered into the safe and rummaged around as if I were looking for the right envelope, and I got my hand around the revolver's grip. The hammer was down on an empty chamber, the way Doc Adams had told me to keep it. I cocked it with my thumb, and as I did, I coughed loudly to cover the click that would echo inside the safe.

"Come on," said the guy. "The fuck are you doing?"

"Finding the right envelope," I said.

I got the cocked gun in my hand and wedged Jake's ten-by-thirteen envelope against the side of it with my thumb. Then I slid the envelope and the gun out of the safe with my back to the guy, and with my back still to him, I rotated my hand so that the envelope was on top with the gun hidden underneath it.

I turned around and held the envelope to him.

He let go of Julie's hair and pushed her to the side. When he leaned across the desk to reach for the envelope, I shot him in the middle of his chest.