Characters

Characters in Rubicon Ranch: Book 3 — Secrets

Nancy Garcetti, 29, was a real estate agent who specialized in Rubicon Ranch properties. The upscale neighborhood was rife with secrets, and secrets were her lifeblood. She was a terrible judge of character, only looking at the superficial aspects of a person and thinking she knew what they’re all about. Could this lack of judgement have caused her demise? Could she have unwittingly discovered a secret that someone would kill to protect?

Seth Bryan, 41, is the county sheriff. Until two years before, he was a captain on the Greentree (think Pasadena), California, police department.  A local boy who married his cheerleader high school sweetheart, he was the rising star of the department and destined to be the chief.  He had an affair with Lieutenant Lydia Galvin, an administrator in the department, and when he broke it off, she accused him of sexual harassment.  The charges fell apart, and Lydia was dismissed.  Seth, however, went from golden boy to pariah.  When the sheriff’s job of Rojo Duro County came open, (an appointment by county commissioners, not an election) he took it.  His wife, Monica, who hated the desert and even more hated that he embarrassed her and lost his chance at prestige, separated from him, though she refused to sign the divorce papers.  Now that her husband is involved with celebrity cases, she has reconciled both with her husband and her feelings about the high desert.

Rubicon Ranch is a pain in the neck for him because it is so exclusive, high-profile and full of eccentrics—even before the all the deaths.  He tends to be bitter, cynical and untrusting.  Underneath it he is a good lawman and disarmingly sly.

Melanie Gray, 43, has traveled the world with her husband, a world-renowned photographer. Together they authored many coffee-table books (she did the writing, he the photographs). One of the books told about mountains of the world, one about rivers, one about oceans, one about forests, and now they have a contract to do deserts. After they rented a house in Rubicon Ranch to begin their in-depth study of the southwestern deserts, he died in a car accident. Because he had spent their advance, she was forced to remain in Rubicon Ranch and fulfill the contract by herself.

When she was offered a lucrative book deal to tell the grisly details of the murders in Rubicon Ranch, she signed the contract. Although she prefers writing about nature to writing about human nature, she recently discovered that her husband died not in an accident but from the attentions of a high-powered assassin, and she needs the money to find out who wanted him dead so badly.

When she finds a body lying beneath the wheels of a blow-up figure of Santa on a motorcycle, once again she becomes embroiled in murder. And this time she might not be an innocent bystander.

Zazzi Monet, 35.  Years of hard living make her look older. Her first name is really Lavender but when people compare the name to her appearance they always laugh so she never uses the name. She’s a big boned, slightly overweight woman who stands 5’8” in her stocking feet. A native of Los Angeles, she moved to Arbor City, CA after high school and went to a cosmetology school long enough to find out she hated it. She got her certificate and worked as a hair stylist for several years, but she hated all of her customers and she hated the hard work and long hours. She fell in with a rough crowd and got involved with a human trafficking ring, which she aided by opening a beauty shop and using it for a front for prostitution. The ring was broken up by Immigration and Customs. Zazzi fled the city before they could question her involvement. Her former partner is wanted for homicide and several other things. Zazzi relocated to Rubicon Ranch with the intent to go upscale and start an escort business for bored suburban men. She will use the internet to remove personal contact with the clients.

Back in her Arbor City days, Zazzi recruited a cosmetician named Nancy Garcetti. Zazzi didn’t think Nancy was so naïve to completely misunderstand the nature of the business. When Nancy realized that the shop was only a front, she flew into a rage and attacked Zazzi. This did not go well for Nancy, but Zazzi let her run away only to run into her again in Rubicon Ranch. When Nancy saw her, she immediately threatened to go to the cops. And now Nancy is dead . . .

Dr. Mary “Moody” Sinclair, 36, is the psychologist daughter of the late horror writer, Morris Sinclair. After serving jail time for the accidental killing of a child under her care, Moody runs home to her father’s house to escape the stigma of death. But, death follows.

After her father dies, Moody copes with the emotional and financial fallout. Being the only recognized heir to Morris’s vast fortune, Moody can go anywhere and do anything. With the Morris groupies descending on Rubicon Ranch after the famous writer’s death, Moody is ready to leave.

If only life played out as it does in books and movies. Like one of her father’s horror stories, Rubicon Ranch won’t let Moody go. An awful secret is threatening to rear its ugly head and, like a true Sinclair, Moody will stop at nothing to keep it dead and buried.

Celeste Boudreau, 42,  is a warm, friendly and outgoing woman. Her appearance befits her position as psychic adviser and mystic. Swathed in colorful scarves, every color of the rainbow, she gives the impression of a diaphanous spring flower. She wears brightly colored wigs, a different one each day to match her aura, Slightly over five feet tall, she is rotund. Multiple rings bespangle every finger.

Despite her odd appearance she seems knowledgeable. If she’s a fake, she’s a very convincing one. She has seen many events that later came true, enough to convince her that she has a true gift.

Celeste came to Rojo Duro County many years ago, seeking a path to enlightenment. She has studied with various medicine men and mystics, one of whom declared her a Truth Seeker. Celeste has chosen this path, hoping that one day, she may uncover a significant secret. And perhaps she has discovered a secret — one that could get her killed.

Clark Bailey (AKA Sebastian Riddle AKA Wilbur Yates), 53, was left orphaned at an early age when his father ended up in the state penitentiary after killing Clark’s mother.  A brutal childhood in the orphanage system taught him to use his fists, but eventually he learned that his pent-up anger was not nearly as effectively expressed through his fists as through good old-fashioned cunning. As an adult, he would use words like “intuition” and “instinct” to describe his abilities. But what it boiled down to was his ability to perceive another person’s character and motives in a matter of minutes.

For many years, he posed as a psychic, but when he was forced to put his abilities to use to help the cops, he fingered an innocent man and fled to Rubicon Ranch where he met Victoria Rocha.

Victoria was everything he was looking for: a pretty widow, loaded with her dead husband’s assets, looking for just the right man with whom to share her twilight years. Using his Gift, Clark became the man of Marian’s dreams and it wasn’t long before he moved in to her Spanish Colonial in Rubicon Ranch.

Clark lives a happy, normal life now. A quiet life, now that he’s hidden behind the anonymity of his alias and thousands of miles of interstate. Rubicon Ranch itself is perfectly hidden in plain sight, tucked away in the corner of a small southwestern county and bordering the beautiful, but harsh, Mojave Desert. Clark thought he had beaten the odds once again. That is, until Nancy Garcetti showed up dead…

Victoria Rocha, 59 has secrets of her own. She thought she’d found a safe haven with Clark, but then she discovered he wasn’t the man he pretended to be, her past rose up from where she had buried it, and threatened to destroy her life.

Lydia Galvin, 32, a petite, blonde, well-proportioned ex-cop, had once been madly in love with Seth Bryan, but when she found he had just been toying with her, her heart turned to stone. She hadn’t felt anything when she lost both her last chance at love and her hard-won spot as a lieutenant in the police department. She hadn’t felt anything when she didn’t find another job while Seth, golden boy still, had landed himself a great position. She hadn’t felt anything when her abusive husband ended up murdered, leaving her with enough money to get her through the coming years. She didn’t feel anything when Nancy Garcetti’s body was discovered in her front yard.  And she doesn’t feel anything now that all her secrets are safe in the grave. She is stone.

Monica “Nic” Bryan, 40. As Seth’s wife, Nic has returned to soak up the limelight in the wake of Seth’s successes as the small town sheriff now well known for solving the murders that descended into the previously sleepy Rubicon Ranch. Nic knows what she wants – attention and power – and she knows how to get what she wants. She also knows how to get rid of anything and anyone that gets in her way. Her reappearance in Seth’s life at the same time Nancy Garcetti turns up dead is just a coincidence, or has Seth’s roaming eyes and hands finally driven his wife over the edge?

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Characters in Rubicon Ranch: Book 2 — Necropieces

Morris Sinclair, late 60s, Some people believed Morris Sinclair was the devil incarnate (he even looked devilish with his black hair and black eyes) while others worshiped him for the horror he created in his bestselling novels. The most famous was the “Necropieces” series which followed a man who is able to bring the dead (or pieces of the dead) back to life. The character in the series does not do this for altruistic reasons, though. He is a true devil incarnate. The books inspired a cult-like following for Morris.

The fame and money from the books allowed Morris to indulge in whatever he wished. If you can imagine it, he was guilty of it. Like a snake, he was able to wiggle out of most trouble. But perhaps his day of reckoning has come.

Seth Bryan, 41, is the county sheriff. Until 20 months before, he was a captain on the Greentree (think Pasadena), California, police department.  A local boy who married his cheerleader high school sweetheart, he was the rising star of the department and destined to be the chief.  A rival on the department, knowing he could not exceed Seth, plotted with Seth’s lover–an administrator in the department, to accuse him of sexual harassment.  The charges fell apart and the rival was dismissed, as was the administrator.  Seth, however, went from golden boy to pariah.  When the sheriff’s job (appointed by county commissioners, not elected) came open, he took it.  His wife, who hated the desert and even more hated that he embarrassed her and lost his chance at prestige, has separated from him; she refuses to sign the divorce paper.

Rubicon Ranch is a pain in the neck for him because it is so exclusive, high-profile and full of eccentrics—even before the death of Riley.  He tends to be bitter, cynical and untrusting.  Underneath it he is a good lawman and disarmingly sly.

Melanie Gray, 43, has traveled the world with her husband, a world-renowned photographer. Together they authored many coffee-table books (she did the writing, he the photographs). One of the books told about mountains of the world, one about rivers, one about oceans, one about forests, and now they have a contract to do deserts. After they rented a house in Rubicon Ranch to begin their in-depth study of the southwestern deserts, he died in a car accident.

Now, not only does she have to deal with the pain of losing her husband and figuring out what she’s going to do for the rest of her life, she needs to fulfill the publishing contract or she’ll have to reimburse the publishers, which she cannot do because the advance is all but spent. Since she is not a photographer, she roams the desert bordering on Rubicon Ranch, taking hundreds of photos, hoping that a few of them will accidentally end up being as brilliant as her husband’s photos always were. On one of her walks, she finds a dismembered foot. Her calling the sheriff makes her an automatic suspect, as does reports of her very vocal altercation with her famous neighbor. Besides, the sheriff does not trust her completely, thinking she is hiding something.

Psychologist Mary “Moody” Sinclair, 36, is the psychologist daughter of famous horror writer, Morris Sinclair. Following her imprisonment for child endangerment after the controversial death of a young patient, Moody fled to her father’s house in Rubicon Ranch. She ran from one hell straight into another.

Life with Morris is full of high drama, loathsome habits and unconcealed hostility. Morris enjoys creating confrontations and Moody is left to clean up his messes. But, that is the price she pays, as she has nowhere else to go.

After discovering the horrible pictures Morris kept as inspiration for his writing, Moody knows the clock is ticking down for her father. Moody has no doubt that Morris harbors more disgusting secrets she has yet to uncover. But, some secrets are best buried as Moody discovers the horror in her own life is greater than any in her father’s novels.

For her own sake, Moody needs to put Morris away — for good.

Eloy Franklin, 82, a fixture of Rubicon Ranch, sits on his porch day in day out, dawn to dusk, leaving his cane rocking chair only to replenish his glass of iced tea, grab a snack, relieve his bladder.

Virtually invisible to the residents of the neighborhood, he stands watch over them all. A force really if anything were to happen there within his eyeshot. Two bum knees and riddled with rheumatoid arthritis in his hands it’d be a miracle to even be able to punch 911 on the cordless sitting on the table beside him, let alone chase after any offender who dared to endanger his Rubicon Ranch.

No one had assigned him the duty . . . and yet, still, he watches.

Ward Preminger, 29, is, in his mind, average. He’s neither tall nor short, handsome nor ugly, brilliant nor stupid. If he were to compare himself to anyone, it would be Harry Potter – in general looks if not magical powers. He works in a bookstore as a clerk, bolstering his salary with an inheritance from his grandmother. He’s a bit of a geek, but loves to ride his bike and jog – until one day when he’s sucked up on a tornado.

After an extended hospital stay, he moves to Rubicon Ranch, having found out there are very few tornadoes in the high desert. Paranoid of the weather, he spends the first weeks there inside as much as possible. He goes from home to work and back, rarely even seeing his neighbors.

One day, while at work, Ward encounters Morris Sinclair. The two have an altercation and Ward ends up in the hospital once more. He blames Morris for his injuries and develops an obsession with revenge. This desire is so strong, he puts aside his fear of outdoors and stalks the old man incessantly. Having sworn revenge, Ward is determined to lure Morris to his demise.

Eyana Saleh, AKA Egypt Hayes, 35. At age 22, fresh out of art school, Eyana entered and won an award at the CA Film Awards for a short film after which she received a teaching job at UCLA.  Four years later, she was forced to resign in disgrace and went north to a new and much less desirable part-time job in Las Vegas. She decided to make a sensational film, something to grab attention and get her work looked at seriously again. She was drawn to articles in the Barstow Desert Dispatch about murders at Rubicon Ranch. The place seemed perfect for a docudrama about the dark side of suburban life, maybe even a spin-off for a reality show. Something like “Desperate Households of Rubicon Ranch.”

Egypt poses as the event coordinator for Marva’s Spiritual Retreats and rents a house in Rubicon Ranch. Her only problem: to make sure she doesn’t run into one of the community’s famous residents, author Morris Sinclair. Morris stole a screenplay from one of her early films and turned into a best seller under his name. When she tried to get justice, he used his connections to get her fired from her job at UCLA. She doesn’t want anyone to find out she knows him but she has to get close enough to the Rubicon crowd to learn more than the newspaper revealed. Egypt knows there are secrets hidden in Rubicon and she intends to use them in her next film. And maybe even use them to get revenge.

Jackson (Jake) Morton Sinclair, 41, had changed his life. Over the years, his famous father’s influence lessened as Jake put more and more distance between himself and Morris Sinclair. Obsessively, Jake sought redemption for his past sins within the circle of the ministry that he hoped was his salvation.

Happen-chance, serendipity, divine direction, quantum entanglement; Jake did not know what to call the next chapter in his life as he arrived in the city not far from his father’s home. He had vowed to never cross his father’s path again, but Jake’s destiny laughed and sent him straight into hell’s living room.

But, that was all right. Jake was finally strong enough to confront the demon he called “Father.” He was ready to confront the horrible sin that had driven him from his family.

The Sinclairs’ hands were bloody with sacrifices. Jake was ready to administer atonement. He was prepared to walk his golden path to heaven — even if he had to take everyone with him.

Leia Menendez, 32. As her real identity and her alter-ego blur and meld, Leia struggles to hold onto the control she’s learned in the fifteen years since she first encountered Morris Sinclair. Her plan was simple, get to Rubicon Ranch, get in, get what was hers, get out and go on with her wonderful life. She should have known that when it comes to Morris Sinclair, nothing is simple. Now, her best hope is to remember who she really is without letting everyone around her know the truth.

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Characters in Rubicon Ranch: Book 1 — Riley’s Story

Riley Peterson, 9, mischievous and somewhat of a brat, she was definitely Daddy’s girl.  When she was found in the desert, murdered, there were no marks on her body, no overt violence, so perhaps she was suffocated. The Sheriff won’t know until after the autopsy. Who could have killed this innocent (or perhaps not so innocent) child? And why?

Seth Bryan, 41, is the county sheriff. Until 18 months before, he was a captain on the Greentree (think Pasadena), California, police department.  A local boy who married his cheerleader high school sweetheart, he was the rising star of the department and destined to be the chief.  A rival on the department, knowing he could not exceed Seth, plotted with Seth’s lover–an administrator in the department, to accuse him of sexual harassment.  The charges fell apart and the rival was dismissed, as was the administrator.  Seth, however, went from golden boy to pariah.  When the sheriff’s job (appointed by county commissioners, not elected) came open, he took it.  His wife, who hated the desert and even more hated that he embarrassed her and lost his chance at prestige, has separated from him; she refuses to sign the divorce paper.

Rubicon Ranch is a pain in the neck for him because it is so exclusive, high-profile and full of eccentrics—even before the death of Riley.  He tends to be bitter, cynical and untrusting.  Underneath it he is a good lawman and disarmingly sly.

Melanie Gray, 43, has traveled the world with her husband, a world-renowned photographer. Together they authored many coffee-table books (she did the writing, he the photographs). One of the books told about mountains of the world, one about rivers, one about oceans, one about forests, and now they have a contract to do deserts. After they rented a house in Rubicon Ranch to begin their in-depth study of the southwestern deserts, he died in a car accident.

Now, not only does she have to deal with the pain of losing her husband and figuring out what she’s going to do for the rest of her life, she needs to fulfill the publishing contract or she’ll have to reimburse the publishers, which she cannot do because the advance is all but spent. Since she is not a photographer, she roams the desert bordering on Rubicon Ranch, taking hundreds of photos, hoping that a few of them will accidentally end up being as brilliant as her husband’s photos always were. She finds the child’s body and takes photos of the scene after calling 911. At first she is a suspect but once the Sheriff has ruled her out, he requests her help in reading the desert and desert-related clues. Still, the sheriff does not trust her completely, thinking she is hiding something.

Kourtney Peterson, 38, is the mother of the murdered girl. She had an incredibly difficult time conceiving. After going into debt and all the emotional trauma associated with infertility, she finally got pregnant. Then there were all those complications surrounding the birth. Initially, she loved the baby and was maternally satisfied. Over time, however, the little girl and her father grew closer and Kourtney became jealous. She and her daughter had a strained relationship and it transfers to her marriage.

Jeff Peterson, 38, the father of the murdered child, does not wear the pants in the relationship and he knows it. He got married before he wanted to, Honeymooned where he didn’t want to go and started trying for a baby before he was ready. When they had trouble getting pregnant Kourtney starting blaming him even though the doctors said he had perfectly good swimmers. He isn’t happy with his marriage, but he is devoted to his daughter, Riley. He overcompensates, spoils her, gives her anything she wants (kind of like he does with his wife) but it has only driven a deeper wedge between he and Kourtney.

Even worse, their secret, an eight-year-old secret they will do anything to protect, is starting to unravel. Now that the girl is dead, his reasons for staying loyal to Kourtney are evaporating. He’s even starting to suspect she may have had something to do with his daughter’s death. Could she have killed the girl to protect their secret? To keep them from going to jail?

Dylan McKenzie, 15, is a straight A, honor student. His mother named him after Bob Dylan and spent countless hours playing his music and explaining the lyrics to her son. As far as his mom is concerned, Bob Dylan is a great prophet of all time and Dylan, her son has cultivated a few unique ways to view his world. His views are coping mechanisms that help him understand and accept the fact that his mother divorced his father and is now living in Europe. Her abandonment of him has caused an inner rage because she left him unprotected and at the mercy of a demanding and punishing father.

To all outside appearances, Dylan is a geek, an obedient son and in every way an obedient dream child. Everyone thinks he is happy and well adjusted. However, Dylan hates the desert, hates the heat and the cactus and everything about Rubicon Ranch. His father works construction and due to a building boom they have moved to the southwest so he can earn a living.

Dylan has his own dream world which consists of playing video fantasy games. He thinks his father is a loser and with every punishment and criticism he goes deeper and deeper into his dream world until he decides to bring his games into reality.

Now he has a secret life that gives him a feeling of empowerment. Riley discovers his secret and threatens to tell.

When he’s in his secret life, he’s in his black leather, skull and crossbones jacket, black hair slicked back, no glasses, has contacts, black leather boots and levi’s.  When he’s in school and during the day he wears white shirts, khaki pants, tan blazer, shined shoes, wire rimmed glasses and his hair is combed forward in soft curls. He’s five foot nine and weighs one ten, very slim.

Psychologist Mary “Moody” Sinclair, 36, has already killed one child. Petite with gray-peppered brown hair and watchful brown eyes, Mary does not look like a stereotypical killer. Though she was acquitted of the charge of murder, she was found guilty of child endangerment. The unorthodox binding treatment she participated in for eight-year old Chad Monroe cured him of his ADHD. It suffocated the disorder right out of him.

Still stinging and ashamed after losing her medical license while serving three months at Fendleton Women’s Prison, Moody moves to Rubicon Ranch and trades her power suits for jeans and t-shirts. Settling into the home of her father, famous reclusive horror writer Morris Sinclair, Moody looks forward to peace and anonymity.

While Moody cannot legally practice her specialty, she sees no harm in sharing her knowledge of behavioral treatments for difficult children. It would be just her luck she was one of the last people to see the murdered child alive.

After the dead child is discovered, Moody begins observing the strange behaviors of the people around her with a clinical eye. But, the strangest behavior comes from her own father as signs of early senile dementia begin to appear. Moody had grown up with her father’s refusal to wear shoes and dressing only in black and white, but these eccentricities were nothing in comparison to his present mental state. In a moment of absolute honesty, her father confesses the true inspiration for his famous horror stories and shows Moody the “muse” secrets he keeps locked in his safe.

Some secrets are better buried and never uncovered. When her father’s muse triggers memories from her own life, the gaps from her childhood begin exploding open into the present. Life becomes dangerous when Moody discovers her own connection to the murdered child. As pieces of her past start fitting together like a jigsaw puzzle, the finished picture contains more horror than any of her father’s novels.

Cooper Dahlsing, 45, is frightened. He moved to the desert from Northern Wisconsin for self-protection, for personal safety. Now he wonders if he caused harm to another. And a young child, no less. Is she his first victim, his second or third? Could there be more? If only he could remember.

Dahling is a loner, more by circumstances than by choice. He began experiencing episodes of somnambulism–sleepwalking–during graduate school. After several frustrating years seeking medical answers, he found a neurologist who diagnosed him with a rare form of epilepsy. The problem was, they never landed on the right medication cocktail Cooper was able to tolerate.

He woke up in an assortment of places. One time he was staring into a dark shop window at three in the morning. His car was parked and running behind him. Another time he was in a bar having a beer with some guys. Strangers who all seemed to know him. Still another, he was a ways from home in below zero weather, clad only in pajamas and slippers.

But the worst was the morning he woke with blood on his pajamas. It appeared he had wiped bloody hands on them. When he turned on the television, he learned a woman had been killed by a hit and run driver, and left to die on the side of the road. Terror weakened him, and he began to suspect he was the driver. There had been other unsolved hit and runs, but it was the first time he suspected he may be the culprit. The one responsible. There was no dent in his car, but would there be one if the hard bumper hit a soft target?

Cooper’s unconscious nighttime activities increased after that. He was even more afraid to fall asleep. He sold his car so he couldn’t drive in his sleep. His confidence, and work as a college professor, suffered and exhaustion became normal. He considered hiring a night attendant, but who was completely trustworthy? He contemplated taking his life. Instead, while searching for a home in a warmer climate, he found an ad for one in Rubicon Valley.

He felt he had no choice when he moved to Rubicon Valley. It might get cold at night, but he wouldn’t get frostbite, or freeze to death. And he couldn’t run over anyone without a car. He was relaxing a bit when the little girl was found dead.

Mark  Westbrook, 34,  and JamieWestbrook, 28,  (not their real names) are the owners of Westbrook Investigations, a phony private investigation agency.  They show up to “help” solve the crime, for the slight charge of $200 a day, plus expenses, 10 days up front.It’s a scam they’ve perfected as they’ve moved around the country.  With outstanding warrants that include defrauding an innkeeper, minor theft, theft by deception, and fraud (to name a few), they have as many aliases as they do warrants.  Their family motto is “Make a quick buck, and don’t get caught.”

Mark was a computer programmer before he became disenchanted with the 9-to-5 and went for the easy money.  His computer skills come in handy for researching their marks, as well as creating phony documents needed for each new identity.

Jamie was a teenage runaway who won’t say any more about her past.  Both of them are good looking, which has helped them scam older widows and widowers in the past. Neither of them believes they’re doing any harm, just trying to make a living.

When they first approach Kourtney and Jeff, they make sure to stress that the police shouldn’t know about their involvement.  They will be following up on “other leads.”

Yes, they’re willing to take money from a grieving family, but would they hurt a child for a chance at the big score?

Eloy Franklin, 82, a fixture of Rubicon Ranch, sits on his porch day in day out, dawn to dusk, leaving his cane rocking chair only to replenish his glass of iced tea, grab a snack, relieve his bladder.

Virtually invisible to the residents of the neighborhood, he stands watch over them all. A force really if anything were to happen there within his eyeshot. Two bum knees and riddled with rheumatoid arthritis in his hands it’d be a miracle to even be able to punch 911 on the cordless sitting on the table beside him, let alone chase after any offender who dared to endanger his Rubicon Ranch.

No one had assigned him the duty . . . and yet, still, he watches.

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