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    21 Weeks: Week 8
    21 Weeks: Week 8
    21 Weeks: Week 8
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    21 Weeks: Week 8

    By R.A. LaShea

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    When a woman with dreams of Vegas stardom becomes the victim of her own gory production, it connects back to a previous death at the same location, as Detective Beck Nash’s probe into old cases reveals a startling truth.

    21 Weeks is a fast-paced police procedural thriller series that ramps up in intensity with each victim that falls until its explosive final week.

    Warning: This series is about a serial killer. There will be violence. There will be language. There will be other adult things. It is intended for a mature audience.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherRiley LaShea
    Release dateJan 29, 2016
    ISBN9781310641749
    21 Weeks: Week 8
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    R.A. LaShea

    R.A. LaShea is a pen name of author Riley LaShea. Under this name, LaShea writes police procedural/thriller 21 Weeks.

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      21 Weeks - R.A. LaShea

      21 Weeks

      WEEK 8

      …

      R.A. LaShea

      21 Weeks: Week 8

      Copyright 2015 R.A. LaShea

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      Week 9 Teaser

      1 - Metro Homicide Murder Room - Monday, 8:30 a.m.

      Short on gratitude over the last few days of her life, Beck was, at least, grateful for paper files. Technology was a godsend for running queries, and Beck would never say it hadn’t improved the field of police work, or that she would have wanted to be a cop before computers made the administrative part of the job ten times easier. When it came to comparing case to case, though, there was still nothing as effective as putting paper side by side and searching for commonalities. 

      Most of the past week spent pulling and printing them herself, Beck had needed somewhere to invest her energy, and, six days later, she was deep in the process. Though it was hardly the same as chasing a drug dealer across the grounds of The Las Vegas Country Club and tackling him into a sandpit, this particular brand of paper-pulling did have its own reward. At least, this time.

      Morning.

      Looking to the partially-ajar door, Beck watched Williams poke his head inside.

      Hey, she said.

      Did you go home this weekend?

      Some, Beck answered. Though, it had been sporadic.

      A lot of cases to go through, more than Bishop came close to thinking, she was elbows-deep in files, divided up into four stacks - cases she knew by location were connected to their current killer, cases she knew were definitely not murder, cases she was fairly certain were murder, and those she got that feeling about, the one that said something important had been missed between the moment a body was discovered and the moment the case was filed into oblivion.

      Just couldn’t part with the paperwork, huh? Williams uttered.

      It is why I became a cop, Beck said, and, laughing as he sat down across the table from her, Williams glanced to his watch. Realizing he didn’t, technically, have to be there yet, he threaded his fingers on top of his head to watch Beck work.

      You know Bishop wants you on this because he thinks you’ll find whatever it is he’s looking for, right? And you did prove him right already. So, did you? Find anything else?

      Pushing one stack of files - the important stack - across the table, Beck settled back in her chair as Williams reached for the folder on top. Anxious to get back to what she was doing before he walked into the room, she knew she needed to settle her shit down. They were not going to solve this thing in a day. They were not going to solve it in a week. Or even in seven. Apparently.

      These our cases? Williams asked.

      I don’t know, Beck said. I still don’t entirely know what I’m looking for.

      Please, Williams returned. You’ve probably got this whole thing figured out already.

      Hardly. 

      Even if she did, Beck didn’t know how much use it would be. If they really wanted to catch this killer, their best bet was to deputize the entire city and release the sketch of the man wider than they already had. Image put out there in connection with Amanda Reed’s murder, the only case they could officially tie it to, Beck had lobbied Bishop and Martinez to tie it to Ty Langdon’s death as well.

      But the public would want to know why. They would want to know how the police knew their victims had a killer in common. No connection between Amanda Reed and Ty Langdon, aside from the city they lived in and the man who murdered them, there was also no

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