Working on the second book in the Leah Norwood Mystery series, Dead in a Park. Here's a short excerpt:
I found the body on February 24. It was a horrible way to start what should have been a very pleasant day. At first, I wasn’t sure he was actually dead, but one step closer showed he was laying perfectly still, head at an odd angle, and face-down in the small creek. He was dressed in what looked to be a custom made suit, the white collar of his shirt just showing along the neckline of his jacket. I looked at him from head to toe and then stopped. What happened to his shoes?