Friday, June 17, 2011

Intoxication by Tim Kizer

Leslie didn't drink the coffee her secretary brought her, but not because she didn't want it.  Her boyfriend decided to make an appearance in her office and drank it first.  It was probably the nicest thing he had ever done for her, considering not long after, he collapsed.  Leslie is adamant the coffee is poisoned and sets out to prove it.

She's convinced that Helen, her secretary, is poisoning her-- trying to kill her.  Leslie decides to up her home security, get a gun, and tries to get Helen fired.  But she doesn't know why Helen wants to kill her.  But then she is clever and asks Helen to drink her coffee first.  If Helen drinks it, she poisons herself.  If she doesn't, then maybe Leslie is wrong. 

Leslie keeps losing herself, losing time - blacking out.  What is real and what is not? Helen, dying in the hospital, tells Leslie it was Kathy who made the coffee.  Leslie hires a private investigator.  Is she losing her mind or is someone really trying to kill her? And why?

Tim Kizer takes us into the spiralling journey of Leslie's mind.  You ask yourself is she crazy or isn't she? Events lead to other events that will leave you shocked and questioning.  Top-notch writing that keeps the reader entranced and mystified, Intoxication is a real treat! I'd love to read a full-length novel from this author.  Very talented!
*As a bonus in this novellette, there is the first entry in the As Darkness Falls series - Hitchhiker

When a serial killer hitches a ride one sunny day in a beautiful California valley, he does not suspect that he may have met his match, who is dead set to take another life. The battle of wits begins and only the most devious mind will survive.

1 comment:

  1. You've done a great job writing this review!



The old grey donkey, Eeyore stood by himself in a thistly corner of the Forest, his front feet well apart, his head on one side, and thought about things. Sometimes he thought sadly to himself, "Why?" and sometimes he thought, "Wherefore?" and sometimes he thought, "Inasmuch as which?" and sometimes he didn't quite know what he was thinking about.

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