Murder on the Red River (The Cash Blackbear Mysteries)
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Publisher Description
A murdered man in a field. The sheriff needs Cash—a twenty-something tough, smart Indian woman with special seeing powers.
Cash and Sheriff Wheaton make for a strange partnership. He pulled her from her mother’s wrecked car when she was three. He’s kept an eye out for her ever since. It’s a tough place to live—northern Minnesota along the Red River. Cash navigated through foster homes, and at thirteen was working farms. She’s tough as nails, five feet two inches, blue jeans, blue jean jacket, smokes Marlboros, drinks Bud Longnecks. Makes her living driving truck. Playing pool on the side. Wheaton is big lawman type. Maybe Scandinavian stock, but darker skin than most. He wants her to take hold of her life. Get into junior college. So there they are, staring at the dead Indian lying in the field. Soon Cash was dreaming the dead man’s cheap house on the Red Lake Reservation, mother and kids waiting. She has that kind of power. That’s the place to start looking. There’s a long and dangerous way to go to find the men who killed him. Plus there’s Jim, the married white guy. And Long Braids, the Indian guy headed for Minneapolis to join the American Indian Movement.
APPLE BOOKS REVIEW
Psychic powers come in handy for an Indigenous sleuth looking to solve a gritty murder mystery in the 1970s. Ojibwe antihero Cash Blackbear is a tough-talking, truck-driving, 19-year-old badass living in Fargo, North Dakota. When Sheriff Wheaton—who saved Cash’s life as a child—finds a Native American body on the other side of the Red River in Minnesota, Cash has one of her psychic visions…which clues her into the identity of the dead man, quickly turning her into the partner Wheaton never asked for. Author Marcie R. Rendon laces the first book in the Cash Blackbear mystery series with ample suspense and lots of vivid details about Native life. Narrator Siiri Scott stitches herself so seamlessly into the story, it feels like you’re right there with Cash. This mystery makes for a full meal—with a heaping side order of stark social reality.