The truth will set you free...Unless you're Cynthia Webber.
Cynthia Webber is a CPA student and widow who lost the love of her life in a tragic car accident several years ago. Left with a young son to provide for on her own, Cynthia continued to pursue her career in the auditing department of Darlington & Associates (D&A).
But when Cynthia discovers Jim Dunn’s body during the routine audit of D&A’s most prestigious and controversial client, Prairie Pipeline Company (PPC), her whole world is turned upside down. She finds her career and life threatened when Senior Partner David Jerew turns up unexpectedly at her son’s daycare, posing as her brother and threatening her not to talk about what she found.
When Cynthia ignores David’s threats and goes to the police, she finds herself alone and locked out of D&A. Cynthia turns to her best friend, investigative reporter Linda Reeves, to help her uncover David’s true motivation and get her life back just as a well known environmental activist is found murdered on PPC property.
Will Cynthia and Linda figure out who is targeting PPC and stop David before it's too late?
Michelle Cornish is an experienced accountant with a passion for writing who enjoys spending time with her family in the sunny Okanagan. She writes about money and accountants, because why should the lawyers get to have all the fun?!
You can find Michelle at www.michellecornish.com or email her your feedback at inspired[at]michellecornish.com.
This is one of my favourite insights into my character Jim Dunn.
I remember my dad telling me a story about an old accountant he worked with that kept a bottle of scotch in his desk. When I was working on Murder Audit and asked my dad to tell me more, he didn't remember ever telling me this, but having worked in public accounting for many years, I can attest that there may be a Jim or two out there!
Book Excerpt
Murder Audit
He reached into his desk drawer and pulled out a half-full bottle of Crown Royal. He unscrewed the cap and poured a good jigger into his stale, cold coffee. After replacing the bottle in his desk drawer, he swirled his coffee cup and downed the concoction in three big gulps. As he planted his cup back on his desk in its usual spot, he thought he heard voices. Knowing he was alone in the office, he went to his office window and noticed some protesters had gathered outside the front entrance. Feeling brave from his last three mugs of “coffee Royal,” he opened his window and shouted at the protesters.
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