Cold Truth: Lou Mason Thriller Series
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If it bleeds, it leads and Gina Davenport's death led the local news that day.
News cameraman, Ted Phillips, captured the plunge of therapist and best selling author, Gina Davenport, from an eighth story window - live - on what had begun as a slow news day. The shattered glass fell like rain. The camera rolled. And Davenport lay mangled on the concrete as a dark pool of blood spread out from her head.
Was it suicide, or cold-blooded murder?
Attorney Lou Mason had no doubt it was murder. Suicides jump out of open windows. Murderers break the glass. He couldn't keep his mind off Gina Davenport's murder. How could he? When an enigmatic young woman turns herself in, claiming she murdered Davenport, Mason takes the case. But something about her story just doesn't add up. Trying to crack the case, Mason dives deep into a black market underworld -- one run on drugs and dirty money where truth comes at the highest possible price - life.
Cold Truth delivers riveting, page-turning twists and turns in the tradition of crime author James Patterson.
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If you love reading Lee Child, Michael Connelly, and John Grisham, you won't want to miss the other books in the Lou Mason series, Motion to Kill, The Last Witness, Deadlocked, and Final Judgement.
"Joel Goldman is the real deal. In Cold Truth, Lou Mason goes his namesake Perry one better and ought to make Kansas City a must-stop on the lawyer/thriller map." ~John Lescroart, bestselling author of The First Law
"Wanted for good writing: Joel Goldman strikes again with Cold Truth." ~The Kansas City Star
"Joel Goldman's Cold Truth offers us a fast-paced legal thriller...This one makes good beach reading." The Pilot Southern Pines, N.C.
"It's a suspenseful, gritty story that keeps the reader engrossed till the very end." The Facts, Brazosport, TX
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"Who?" "The chairman of Sanctuary's investment committee, Arthur Hackett." Mason whistled. "Don't do that, Boss. It's like chalk on the blackboard. Irish guys whistle. Jewish guys say holy shit." "I'll remember that," Mason said. "Evans says he borrowed the money to settle Max Coyle's case from Gina Davenport. Samantha said the promissory note was legit. He probably forged Gina's signature on the note." "Wouldn't surprise me," Mickey said. "If half of what Stoddard said is true, there's no way
shaking with the confession. "He was the lawyer that took care of Jordan's adoption." "He take his fee in favors?" Mason asked. "It wasn't like that," she answered. "It never is." Carol said, "He told me Abby Lieberman was the baby's mother, but she didn't want the baby, that the Davenports did but couldn't adopt because of some technicalities. He made it seem like the birth certificate was a small thing, that it was an easy way to get everyone what they wanted." "Jumping your lawyer's bones
across its threshold. The neo-docs in their white jackets and stethoscopes mingled with the street traffic the bar attracted with its reputation for showcasing local hard-rock bands. Mason and Abby stood inside the door to the bar, their eyes adjusting to the weak light and heavy smoke. It was close to midnight and people were jammed hip-to-pelvis across the crowded floor, jostling to the music. "Herd dancing," Mason said. "My favorite." "Be thankful the herd is not in mating season," Abby
the chair into Tyrone. "Goddammit! Give me a chance! It's the ledger! I made a copy. I'll get it for you." It was all Mason could think of, but they ignored him, going about the business of killing him without threat or explanation. Tyrone tore off another piece of masking tape, trying to press it against Mason's mouth as Mason spat at him, whiplashing his head to avoid Tyrone's grasp. The dog bounded off the sofa, nipping at Tyrone. Tyrone cursed and swiped at the dog as Mason bucked one more
his life without worrying whether he was responding to a heroic imperative or whether he was just too stupid to live. It wasn't only about the law, or justice, or taking the bad guys down. It was about the jolt, the rush of diving into dark water and coming out on the other side alive. Sitting in his car outside Paula Sutton's apartment late on Saturday afternoon, the battle at Sanctuary still fresh in his mind, he wondered when taking the dive had become the reason for taking the dive. A