โ Scribed by Beverly Connor
No coin nor oath required. For personal study only.
Beverly Connor is on the verge of superstardom. (Midwest Book Review) Calls to mind the forensic mysteries of Aaron Elkins and Patricia Cornwell. (Chicago Sun-Times) Deserves comparison with the best of Patricia Cornwell. (Booklist, starred review)
Before writing, Beverley Connor was an archaeologist specialising in bone identification and analysis of stone tool debitage. She weaves her professional experiences from archaeology and her knowledge of the South into her writing. She is currently at work on her next Diane Fallon novel.
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