The Perfect Image (A Jessie Hunt Psychological Suspense Thriller—Book Sixteen) Audiobook Download by Blake Pierce

In his latest work of psychological suspense, Blake Pierce takes the reader on a wild ride through the mind of Jessie Hunt. The novel starts with Jessie behind the wheel of her car running errands for her husband after he has been deployed. Suddenly, she loses control and crashes into a large tree. That is when we are introduced to our secondary protagonist, Spencer Leigh. He has never met Jessie but knows something happened that day and wants to know more so he decides to find out who killed her and why.

When a long-time family friend hires Jessie to find her missing husband, she thinks she's dealing with a typical missing person case. But when it turns out the woman is actually the lead suspect in his murder, Jessie is caught in a race against time to prove the woman's innocence.

"I'll take the case," I told Blake. "But don't expect any miracles. You know how to handle this, right?" He nodded his head in acknowledgement before walking back over to his desk and pulling out a file from underneath it.

What was meant to be a pleasure cruise of a lifetime becomes a nightmare for the passengers on board the luxury yacht. What starts as what seems like perfect recreation soon turns into something much darker and sinister. Passengers witness things that are most definitely not in their best interest. Is this just another "adventure" cruise or does this ship hold dark secrets from a hidden past?

As soon as Jessie Hunt arrived at the police station, she knew something was wrong. In fact, it all started out with a single text message from her assistant--"Get your butt down here now." Still reeling from the fallout of settling a lawsuit and adding two employees to her firm, she'd had enough and decided to head in for the day. But when she got there, the entire staff was gone.

"Lynn? Lynn!" I yelled. "I'm over here!" she screamed back. She was standing out in the middle of the lawn, wearing a white nightie and holding a red handkerchie. Her arms were wrapped around her waist, and her hair was tangled around her shoulders like a wet fur coat. "Help me," she said.