Kittling: Books

First Lines from Prologue: January 28, 1868. It was less than three years since Lee surrendered to Grant at Appomattox . After successfully ...

  First Line: August 2020; Precise date uncertain. The woman paused and raised her head, looking over the wavering landscape toward the hori...

  First Line: After the recent rash of campus burglaries, the last thing Dane Fisher wanted was to be alone in this building late at night ....

  Today (Monday) is one of those days when it would seem everyone is beating a path to our door. While I'm waiting on various people to ...

  First Line: I knelt by my wife's grave, as I had each day for more than a year .   Professor Gabriel McKenna is still grieving the dea...

      First Line: By 1863, however, both the water and the canyon were controlled by the Apaches, who were being led by an imposing and char...

  First Line: Brandon Purdue and his frat buddy Mike Kottke sat on a rock underneath a big fir tree, near where their Jeep had skidded off a...

  First Lines: Ten Days Ago. She needed to start her plan of action, and where better to find a drug dealer or two than at the local high sc...

First Line: Souls don't scatter like the rest of the body .   Rita Todacheene is a forensic photographer for the Albuquerque Police Depa...

  First Line: I should have been home sunken comfortably in my leather recliner with a fresh pot of coffee gradually turning to battery acid...

  First Line: Dr. Marcelle Weingrau, president of the Santa Fe Archaeological Institute, slowly unfolded her hands on the glossy surface of ...

  First Line: Normally a Santa Fe summer is one of the blessings of the Weather Gods .   While out fishing, private investigator Joshua Crof...

First Line: Since graduating from the Academy eight months before, Special Agent Corrie Swanson had learned to expect almost anything .   Ro...

First Line: The early morning sun was just high enough to make him squint .   Although the burnt out shell of a trailer and the charred body...

First Line: Behold! The Big Easy in all its wicked splendor ! It took a while but wiseguy Frank Guidry, a loyal lieutenant for New Orle...

First Lines: The air conditioning in car 310 worked so well that my knees ached from the arctic blast out of the vents. The rest of me si...

First Line: Jimmy Tillman hardly ever went on the interstate . Sheriff Virgil Dalton knows that his sleepy hometown is beginning to ref...