Kill Brother, Kill Sister: Now!

This Could Be You!

My latest book, Kill Brother, Kill Sister is available starting, like… Now! A friend sent me this note yesterday, announcing that her copy of my latest opus is arriving, like, today. After all the waiting (okay, not that much waiting) it seems… Almost too soon. Don’t get me wrong. I’m excited. And, of course, it’s also like sending a child into the world. You hope they are smart, good looking and universally popular. Knowing all the while that there are no guarantees.

And while also conceding that this book thing is not like a child. Because it’s more like something you have to throw into the world and hope. More like a journey than a destination. Who knows what comes next? Once it leaves your arms its fate no longer belongs to you. Sure, I can push it along. Speak openly to any audience I find. But really, it belongs to you now. You, the audience.

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Now I Also Know…

That the worst book in the world is the one you never write. The one you never share. The one you never publish. I’ve been fortunate enough to escape that particular fate. Blessed, really, with the publication of three true-crime books. Each has its own quirks and idiosyncrasies. And, yes, some luck was involved, too. Back in 1991, I never would have predicted that Butcher, Baker would become the phenomenon it has become. Or that the book’s name would enter the lexicon as… The Butcher, Baker. Sigh. Chalk it up to the ever-growing myth of Robert Hansen. [More on that later. Suffice it to say that one never says: The Santa Claus. Just sayin’.]

But I digress. Today is about Kill Brother, Kill Sister. I will say this: among all my true-crime books, this is my personal favorite. Part of that is because it was the first book I was able to write with no distractions, no interruptions, no sudden course changes. Just go at it, full speed ahead. What a luxury!

And though it may sound odd… That straight line productivity was made possible, in part, by COVID-19. That doesn’t make me a fan of pandemics. It just helps me keep my faith in irony.

And now a word from our publisher…

From the Back Cover

“Alaska Airline Captain Robert Pfeil was the scion of an Alaskan pioneer family. His sister Muriel was a winner in her own right. Owner of Alaska’s most successful travel agency, routinely voted one of the best dressed women in Anchorage, she was worldly in a city better known for its sourdoughs and roughnecks. 

“On September 30, 1976, a vehicle explosion rocked downtown Anchorage. When the dust settled, Muriel Pfeil was trapped in the driver’s seat. Dead. Her brother immediately blamed Neil Mackay, Muriel’s estranged ex-husband-a multi-millionaire lawyer and real estate mogul. 

“Robert Pfeil knew the motive: Mackay wanted custody of the couple’s only son, three-year-old Scotty. Pfeil acted quickly, snatching up Scotty, intent on spiriting him away from his reclusive father. That worked for a while. After young Scotty was kidnapped by his father, however, Robert Pfeil led a global chase to retrieve him. A chase that ultimately ended with Robert Pfeil’s tragic death at the hands of contract killers.”


NOW available : Kill Brother, Kill Sister, part three of my Alaska Trilogy. Don’t miss this one. Three millionaires face off and only one of them survives!

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