The Killer Clown Calamity by Amanda M. Lee (Charlie Rhodes #7)
English | 2020 | Mystery & Thriller | ePUB | 2.9 MB
When I was a kid, I was torn between whether or not I was going to grow up and be the Incredible Hulk or Wonder Woman. I flirted with being a Jedi Knight for awhile, but I wasn’t up for the intense travel associated with the gig. In my teens, I settled on being a writer — although I had no idea the effort that would entail. Not only am I a writer now, but I’m a writer in several different mediums.
Charlie Rhodes’ life is in turmoil. Her relationship with her boyfriend Jack is going well but Casey, the newest member of the Legacy Foundation, has dropped a bombshell and Charlie feels as if things are spinning out of control. While waiting for DNA results to prove (or disprove, for that matter) Casey’s identity, the team gets called out on a weird case.
It seems sadistic clowns with magical abilities are killing people in the suburbs surrounding Nashville, and the deaths are bloody and horrible. Upon arriving on the scene, Charlie and Jack stumble across an entire cadre of clowns hanging out at the fairgrounds and the game is afoot.
Mystic Caravan Circus isn’t what it appears to be on the surface. Poet Parker, second in command for the circus, is front and center as Jack and Charlie start digging for answers. It seems both sides are keeping secrets, though, and discovering the truth isn’t going to be easy.
Charlie has always zealously guarded her supernatural secret and it seems she’s not the only one, because the moment she crosses the threshold to the circus she senses she’s surrounded by a magical group of otherworldly individuals.
Trust takes time but that’s a precious commodity as the clowns ramp up their attacks. It’s going to take everyone working together to figure out what’s happening … and who is behind it.
Poet and Charlie make a fearsome twosome but they might not be enough to take on this particular threat. Everybody hates a clown, and when this trio declares war, the horror that follows will haunt an entire city.
Charlie is determined to deal with the clowns before focusing on her personal life. She has to survive to find answers, though, and it’s going to take every ounce of power she has to come out safely on the other side.
Fear is the name of the game, and two heroes are about to collide.
“There is one thing I need you to promise me,” he said, catching me off guard.
I turned a set of expectant eyes toward him. “Are you going to make me promise to never tell anyone about the fuzzy boxer shorts?”
He shook his head. “I need you to promise that you’ll never voluntarily leave without telling me.”
I wasn’t expecting the statement, nor the naked emotion on his face. “Of course I won’t.”
“It’s important, Charlie,” he stressed, brushing his hand through my hair and staring into my eyes. “I can’t watch you every moment of every day. I know I shouldn’t want to do that, but I’m afraid.”
I rested my hand on his chest. “I won’t ever leave you, Jack.”
“That’s not what I mean, but thank you for saying that.” He captured my hand and squeezed it. “You can’t promise forever this early in a relationship.”
I wasn’t sure that was true but kept my mouth shut.
“I need you to promise that you’ll always tell me if you plan to leave.” He hesitated and then barreled forward. “If someone tries to take you, I need to know that you didn’t leave by choice.”
Realization dawned and I felt a bit queasy. “You think they’re going to try to take me.”
He fervently shook his head. “I think if they wanted to take you they would’ve already done it. But just in case … .” He trailed off, rubbing his cheek against mine. “I’ll burn this world down to find you if it comes to that. I just want you to know that.”
It was a bold statement, but it made me warm and gooey all over. “I won’t ever voluntarily leave,” I promised.
“Okay.” He gave me a soft kiss and then forced a smile. “So, where did we land on dinner?”
“I’m open for anything. I … .” The sound of his phone dinging with an incoming message had me snapping my mouth shut.
As if reading my mind, Jack shot me a reassuring smile, keeping me pressed against his chest as he retrieved the phone.
“Is it the results?” I asked when I couldn’t wait one more second. “I … do you know?”
“It’s not the results, baby,” Jack replied, his expression grim. “We have a new assignment.”
“We do?” I was caught off guard. “Where are we going?”
“I’m not sure. The text is cryptic. We’re leaving first thing in the morning. I guess we’ll find out then.”
Oddly enough, I was excited at the prospect of a job. Anything was better than sitting around doing nothing but agonizing over DNA test results that were likely to change the very fabric of my life. I wanted something else to focus on.
“I’ve never been to Nashville,” I said brightly. “I hear they have good music.”
Jack chuckled as he hugged me tighter. “It’s a fun town. I’ll take you to a honky-tonk bar and you can ride a mechanical bull.”
My eyes went wide. “Is that really a thing?”