#Spotlight The Turkish Affair by J. Arlene Culiner

#Spotlight The Turkish Affair by J. Arlene Culiner

By J. Arlene Culiner

Love and Danger at the ancient Hittite site of Karakuyu

artifacts are disappearing from the ancient Hittite site of Karakuyu in
Turkey, and the site director has vanished. Called in to solve the
mystery, archaeologist Renaud Townsend is hindered by both his inability
to speak the language and the knowledge that the local police are
corrupt. His attraction to translator Anne Pierson is immediate,
although he is troubled by her refusal to talk about the past and her
fear of public scandal. But when murder enters the picture, both Anne
and Renaud realize that the risk of falling in love is not the only


Author J. Arlene Culiner
does not disappoint in this fast-paced novel, The Turkish Affair.
Glittering descriptions, magical settings, and enviable characters bring
the solemn grounds of Turkey to life as we are planted firmly in an
archeological dig in Karakuyu, Turkey. Culiner’s mastery of the English
language and sentence combinations form an enchanting read. The Turkish
Affair is a must-read for all lovers of romance and adventure.
–Lisa McCombs for Readers’ Favorite

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A delicious breeze tickled the air, and the little boat rocked gently. A fine line appeared between Renaud’s brows, and his blue eyes were, once again, serious. “I need your help.”
Anne stared. “My help? With what? Translating?”
“No. With something else. I have to find out who is behind the thefts at Karakuyu.”
The feeling of dread returned, but she forced herself to sound casual. “How could I possibly help you with that?”
“I don’t know.” He sighed. “I just don’t want to feel that I’m alone in this.”
What could she say to that? Tell him she was the last person he should team up with? That long ago, she’d escaped arrest by the skin of her teeth? If she did so, this splendid moment would be over. The silver-foil glimmer of romance would be tarnished forever. He’d row back to shore, drive back to Gülkale, get rid of her as quickly as possible.
“Anne?” He reached out to caress her bare arm. “Come back from wherever you are.”
“You know nothing about me,” she said jaggedly.
“Nothing,” he agreed.
She swallowed. “I could be involved in the thefts for all you know. Why ask for my help? Why choose me?”
He smiled faintly. “A good question. I suppose, quite simply, I need—or want—to trust you.”
She felt utterly miserable. Why was life always like this? Wanting someone and not being able to have them? Wanting trust, but seeing it snatched away before it came close?
photographer, social critical artist, musician, and occasional actress,
J. Arlene Culiner, was born in New York and raised in Toronto. She has
crossed much of Europe on foot, has lived in a Hungarian mud house, a
Bavarian castle, a Turkish cave-dwelling, on a Dutch canal, and in a
haunted house on the English moors. She now resides in a 400-year-old
former inn in a French village of no interest and, much to local dismay,
protects all creatures, especially spiders and snakes. She particularly
enjoys incorporating into short stories, mysteries, narrative
non-fiction, and romances, her experiences in out-of-the-way
communities, and her conversations with strange characters.


Blog:  http://j-arleneculiner.over-blog.com



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