My life sure has changed over the last few years. I used to live in half of an old farmhouse and kept my horse at Mr. and Mrs. Kroll’s farm, where I managed the boarding stable. I also worked at Monongahela County EMS as a paramedic. Then I tacked on the job of deputy coroner, which was nothing like I expected. Guess I watched too many episodes of CSI.

But a house fire and a change in farm ownership forced me to move. I bumped around a while, crashing on friends’ couches until I ended up moving in with Pete Adams, who happens to be the chief of police. For the record, I fought my attraction to Pete for a long time. I thought we were better suited as friends. Just friends. Yeah, that didn’t work out so well.

Last winter, my mother “gifted” me with the family farm. A little fixer-upper that even Chip and Joanna would run screaming from. But it had a barn and a pasture, which is all I needed for my horse. Gradually, we’ve been getting the house closer to being “livable,” although there’s still a long way to go.

My life is on the verge of more huge changes. Pete proposed! Being no fool, I said yes. Now we need to step up the renovation project. I may have extra time on my hands, though, since my future with the coroner’s office is very much in doubt. My boss, County Coroner Franklin Marshall, is up for reelection. Dr. Charles Davis, a forensic pathologist and pompous jerk, is running against him with promises to change our rural Pennsylvania county coroner’s system to a more modern medical examiner’s office. He also promises to fire me, just when I’m starting to really embrace the task of finding justice for the deceased.

For now, I’m dreaming about my wedding—no, we haven’t set a date—while scraping old wallpaper and saving up money to buy new windows for the house Pete not-so-lovingly refers to as the money pit, caring for my horse and the four boarders I’ve taken in, working long shifts on the ambulance, and occasionally investigating homicides. Things can’t possibly get any crazier. Can they?

Under The Radar is the ninth book in the “Zoe Chambers” mystery series, coming February 25, 2020.

Paramedic and deputy coroner Zoe Chambers responds to a shooting and discovers her longtime friend, Horace Pavelka, has gunned down a man who’d bullied him mercilessly for decades. Ruled self-defense, no charges are filed. When another of his tormentors turns up dead in Horace’s kitchen, Police Chief Pete Adams questions the man’s innocence in both cases…especially after Horace and his girlfriend go into hiding.

While fighting to clear her friend, Zoe is handed the opportunity to finally learn what really happened to her long-lost sibling. What starts out as a quick road trip on a quest for answers leads her to an unfamiliar city in the middle of a November blizzard, where she finds way more trouble than she bargained for.

Pete’s own search for his missing fiancée and a missing murderer ultimately traps him in a web of deception. Face-to-face with one of the most cunning and deadly killers of his law enforcement career, Pete realizes too late that this confrontation may well be his last.

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About the author
Annette Dashofy is the USA Today best-selling author of the Zoe Chambers mystery series about a paramedic and deputy coroner in rural Pennsylvania’s tight-knit Vance Township. Annette has garnered four Agatha nominations including Best Contemporary Novel for Cry Wolf. She is active in her local Sisters in Crime Chapter and is on the board of directors of Pennwriters.

To learn more about Annette, visit her website at annettedashofy.com, on Facebook, or on Twitter.

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