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  V E N G E A N C E

  I N

  V I E N N A

  (A Year in Europe—Book 3)

  B L A K E P I E R C E

  Blake Pierce

  Blake Pierce is the USA Today bestselling author of the RILEY PAGE mystery series, which includes seventeen books. Blake Pierce is also the author of the MACKENZIE WHITE mystery series, comprising fourteen books; of the AVERY BLACK mystery series, comprising six books; of the KERI LOCKE mystery series, comprising five books; of the MAKING OF RILEY PAIGE mystery series, comprising six books; of the KATE WISE mystery series, comprising seven books; of the CHLOE FINE psychological suspense mystery, comprising six books; of the JESSIE HUNT psychological suspense thriller series, comprising nineteen books, of the AU PAIR psychological suspense thriller series, comprising three books; of the ZOE PRIME mystery series, comprising six books; of the ADELE SHARP mystery series, comprising thirteen books; of the EUROPEAN VOYAGE cozy mystery series, comprising six books; of the new LAURA FROST FBI suspense thriller, comprising four books (and counting); of the new ELLA DARK FBI suspense thriller, comprising six books (and counting); of the A YEAR IN EUROPE cozy mystery series, comprising nine books (and counting); of the AVA GOLD mystery series, comprising three books (and counting); and of the RACHEL GIFT mystery series, comprising three books (and counting).

  ONCE GONE (a Riley Paige Mystery--Book #1), BEFORE HE KILLS (A Mackenzie White Mystery—Book 1), CAUSE TO KILL (An Avery Black Mystery—Book 1), A TRACE OF DEATH (A Keri Locke Mystery—Book 1), WATCHING (The Making of Riley Paige—Book 1), NEXT DOOR (A Chloe Fine Psychological Suspense Mystery—Book 1), THE PERFECT WIFE (A Jessie Hunt Psychological Suspense Thriller—Book One), IF SHE KNEW (A Kate Wise Mystery—Book 1), and MURDER (AND BAKLAVA) (A European Voyage Cozy Mystery—Book 1) are each available as a free download on Amazon!

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  BOOKS BY BLAKE PIERCE

  RACHEL GIFT MYSTERY SERIES

  HER LAST WISH (Book #1)

  HER LAST CHANCE (Book #2)

  HER LAST HOPE (Book #3)

  AVA GOLD MYSTERY SERIES

  CITY OF PREY (Book #1)

  CITY OF FEAR (Book #2)

  CITY OF BONES (Book #3)

  A YEAR IN EUROPE

  A MURDER IN PARIS (Book #1)

  DEATH IN FLORENCE (Book #2)

  VENGEANCE IN VIENNA (Book #3)

  A FATALITY IN SPAIN (Book #4)

  SCANDAL IN LONDON (Book #5)

  AN IMPOSTOR IN DUBLIN (Book #6)

  SEDUCTION IN BORDEAUX (Book #7)

  JEALOUSY IN SWITZERLAND (Book #8)

  A DEBACLE IN PRAGUE (Book #9)

  ELLA DARK FBI SUSPENSE THRILLER

  GIRL, ALONE (Book #1)

  GIRL, TAKEN (Book #2)

  GIRL, HUNTED (Book #3)

  GIRL, SILENCED (Book #4)

  GIRL, VANISHED (Book 5)

  GIRL ERASED (Book #6)

  LAURA FROST FBI SUSPENSE THRILLER

  ALREADY GONE (Book #1)

  ALREADY SEEN (Book #2)

  ALREADY TRAPPED (Book #3)

  ALREADY MISSING (Book #4)

  EUROPEAN VOYAGE COZY MYSTERY SERIES

  MURDER (AND BAKLAVA) (Book #1)

  DEATH (AND APPLE STRUDEL) (Book #2)

  CRIME (AND LAGER) (Book #3)

  MISFORTUNE (AND GOUDA) (Book #4)

  CALAMITY (AND A DANISH) (Book #5)

  MAYHEM (AND HERRING) (Book #6)

  ADELE SHARP MYSTERY SERIES

  LEFT TO DIE (Book #1)

  LEFT TO RUN (Book #2)

  LEFT TO HIDE (Book #3)

  LEFT TO KILL (Book #4)

  LEFT TO MURDER (Book #5)

  LEFT TO ENVY (Book #6)

  LEFT TO LAPSE (Book #7)

  LEFT TO VANISH (Book #8)

  LEFT TO HUNT (Book #9)

  LEFT TO FEAR (Book #10)

  LEFT TO PREY (Book #11)

  LEFT TO LURE (Book #12)

  LEFT TO CRAVE (Book #13)

  THE AU PAIR SERIES

  ALMOST GONE (Book#1)

  ALMOST LOST (Book #2)

  ALMOST DEAD (Book #3)

  ZOE PRIME MYSTERY SERIES

  FACE OF DEATH (Book#1)

  FACE OF MURDER (Book #2)

  FACE OF FEAR (Book #3)

  FACE OF MADNESS (Book #4)

  FACE OF FURY (Book #5)

  FACE OF DARKNESS (Book #6)

  A JESSIE HUNT PSYCHOLOGICAL SUSPENSE SERIES

  THE PERFECT WIFE (Book #1)

  THE PERFECT BLOCK (Book #2)

  THE PERFECT HOUSE (Book #3)

  THE PERFECT SMILE (Book #4)

  THE PERFECT LIE (Book #5)

  THE PERFECT LOOK (Book #6)

  THE PERFECT AFFAIR (Book #7)

  THE PERFECT ALIBI (Book #8)

  THE PERFECT NEIGHBOR (Book #9)

  THE PERFECT DISGUISE (Book #10)

  THE PERFECT SECRET (Book #11)

  THE PERFECT FAÇADE (Book #12)

  THE PERFECT IMPRESSION (Book #13)

  THE PERFECT DECEIT (Book #14)

  THE PERFECT MISTRESS (Book #15)

  THE PERFECT IMAGE (Book #16)

  THE PERFECT VEIL (Book #17)

  THE PERFECT INDISCRETION (Book #18)

  THE PERFECT RUMOR (Book #19)

  CHLOE FINE PSYCHOLOGICAL SUSPENSE SERIES

  NEXT DOOR (Book #1)

  A NEIGHBOR’S LIE (Book #2)

  CUL DE SAC (Book #3)

  SILENT NEIGHBOR (Book #4)

  HOMECOMING (Book #5)

  TINTED WINDOWS (Book #6)

  KATE WISE MYSTERY SERIES

  IF SHE KNEW (Book #1)

  IF SHE SAW (Book #2)

  IF SHE RAN (Book #3)

  IF SHE HID (Book #4)

  IF SHE FLED (Book #5)

  IF SHE FEARED (Book #6)

  IF SHE HEARD (Book #7)

  THE MAKING OF RILEY PAIGE SERIES

  WATCHING (Book #1)

  WAITING (Book #2)

  LURING (Book #3)

  TAKING (Book #4)

  STALKING (Book #5)

  KILLING (Book #6)

  RILEY PAIGE MYSTERY SERIES

  ONCE GONE (Book #1)

  ONCE TAKEN (Book #2)

  ONCE CRAVED (Book #3)

  ONCE LURED (Book #4)

  ONCE HUNTED (Book #5)

  ONCE PINED (Book #6)

  ONCE FORSAKEN (Book #7)

  ONCE COLD (Book #8)

  ONCE STALKED (Book #9)

  ONCE LOST (Book #10)

  ONCE BURIED (Book #11)

  ONCE BOUND (Book #12)

  ONCE TRAPPED (Book #13)

  ONCE DORMANT (Book #
14)

  ONCE SHUNNED (Book #15)

  ONCE MISSED (Book #16)

  ONCE CHOSEN (Book #17)

  MACKENZIE WHITE MYSTERY SERIES

  BEFORE HE KILLS (Book #1)

  BEFORE HE SEES (Book #2)

  BEFORE HE COVETS (Book #3)

  BEFORE HE TAKES (Book #4)

  BEFORE HE NEEDS (Book #5)

  BEFORE HE FEELS (Book #6)

  BEFORE HE SINS (Book #7)

  BEFORE HE HUNTS (Book #8)

  BEFORE HE PREYS (Book #9)

  BEFORE HE LONGS (Book #10)

  BEFORE HE LAPSES (Book #11)

  BEFORE HE ENVIES (Book #12)

  BEFORE HE STALKS (Book #13)

  BEFORE HE HARMS (Book #14)

  AVERY BLACK MYSTERY SERIES

  CAUSE TO KILL (Book #1)

  CAUSE TO RUN (Book #2)

  CAUSE TO HIDE (Book #3)

  CAUSE TO FEAR (Book #4)

  CAUSE TO SAVE (Book #5)

  CAUSE TO DREAD (Book #6)

  KERI LOCKE MYSTERY SERIES

  A TRACE OF DEATH (Book #1)

  A TRACE OF MUDER (Book #2)

  A TRACE OF VICE (Book #3)

  A TRACE OF CRIME (Book #4)

  A TRACE OF HOPE (Book #5)

  CONTENTS

  CHAPTER ONE

  CHAPTER TWO

  CHAPTER THREE

  CHAPTER FOUR

  CHAPTER FIVE

  CHAPTER SIX

  CHAPTER SEVEN

  CHAPTER EIGHT

  CHAPTER NINE

  CHAPTER TEN

  CHAPTER ELEVEN

  CHAPTER TWELVE

  CHAPTER THIRTEEN

  CHAPTER FOURTEEN

  CHAPTER FIFTEEN

  CHAPTER SIXTEEN

  CHAPTER SEVENTEEN

  CHAPTER EIGHTEEN

  CHAPTER NINETEEN

  CHAPTER TWENTY

  CHAPTER TWENTY ONE

  CHAPTER TWENTY TWO

  CHAPTER TWENTY THREE

  CHAPTER TWENTY FOUR

  CHAPTER TWENTY FIVE

  CHAPTER TWENTY SIX

  CHAPTER TWENTY SEVEN

  EPILOGUE

  CHAPTER ONE

  When Diana St. James was a child, she used to sit on the carpet of her grandmother’s living room in Long Island, where she’d listen to Strauss’ waltzes and Mozart’s symphonies and all other kinds of classical music, lilting from an old-time record player, until she knew every note by heart. Sometimes, her grandfather would pull her up and spin her around the living room, while she stood upon his toes, giggling wildly.

  She smiled at the thought as the express train smoothly bulleted toward Vienna, which was finally coming into view over the horizon. The green hills were giving way to small villages, and now the historic buildings of the city were visible, rising above the verdant trees. If only my grandparents could see me now. Here, in the City of Music!

  She peered out the window at the green, rolling countryside, full of sleepy towns with thatched roofs and residents who happily waved at her, as if they’d never seen a train before. Occasionally, the train would zip through a deep forest so lush she could almost smell the pine trees. The majestic, snow-capped Alps rose in the distance, and she marveled at the sheer size of them. She’d watched The Sound of Music a thousand times, but no movie could ever beat the real thing. Julie Andrews was right; the hills were alive. It sort of did make her want to run through them, spinning and singing.

  Never had she thought she’d actually visit Austria. And Vienna? This was where all of the legends of classical music had flourished, learning the craft and creating their masterpieces.

  A little thrill travelled down her spine, and she leaned so close to the window that she nearly pressed her nose against it.

  She clutched her itinerary to her chest as she thought about what she’d like to do first when she stepped off the train. Always a planner, when she’d been the Marketing Director at Addict cosmetics in New York City, she’d followed her schedule to a T. When she left JFK airport, she’d actually mapped out stops at popular tourist sights down to the hour, only to have the schedule fall apart mere minutes after the plane touched down at Charles de Gaulle. But now, on her third stop on her whirlwind, year-long tour of Europe, her trusty, leather-bound book had changed. After adventures in France and in Italy, she’d come to expect that nothing ever went according to plan.

  So now, the book was a bit of a bucket list. It didn’t include stops at all the most popular tourist traps. Sure, it would be nice to see those, but instead, she’d filled the book with the things in her heart that she really wanted.

  So her only plans for Austria were simple ones: Be moved to tears by beautiful music.

  In a city known for its music, she figured there’d be a lot of opportunity for that.

  In fact, she’d taken the train to Vienna on a whim, without putting much thought into where she’d stay or what she’d do once she got here. How crazy. How unlike her. If only my coworkers at Addict could see me now! They might not even recognize me, she thought, as she shuffled to the edge of her seat, preparing to disembark.

  As she did, an older woman toddled toward the exit, clutching the back of the seat with one hand and a cane with the other. When the slowing train suddenly lurched forward, she stumbled with it. Diana lunged over to steady her, quickly moved her bag from the seat, and guided the woman into it. “Danke,” the woman said. She had fiery red hair, streaked with white, and a cherubic, unwrinkled face.

  “Are you all right?” Diana asked as the woman, a little stunned, settled into her seat.

  “Oh, yes. I’m in a bit of a rush to get off,” she said with a pronounced accent. “I’m meeting my grandchildren in Vienna and I don’t move as quickly as I used to. I don’t want the train pulling away before I’ve had a chance to drag my body off it!”

  “Well, I’ll be happy to help you when you the train comes to a stop,” Diana said, smiling until her eyes were caught by something out the opposite window. She gasped at the sight of a magnificent old castle, buried high in the mountains, swathed in wisps of fog, like some sort of fantasy story come to life.

  “Thank you. Is it your first time in Vienna?”

  Diana nodded. “My first time in Austria. In Europe, actually. I’m spending a year here, seeing all the sights. I just came from Verona, Italy.”

  “Oh, very good, very good.”

  “Is that where you came from?”

  “No, I live in Salzburg, but my family is here in Vienna. We are going to dinner tonight, and I’ll be visiting with the grandchildren. What will you be seeing while you are here, may I ask?”

  Diana looked out the window. “Well, I’m not sure. I—”

  “No doubt you will take in some music at the Musikverein?”

  Diana’s eyes widened in surprise and she opened her itinerary. “Actually, it’s funny you say that. The only thing I have on my bucket list is to—”

  The woman read her writing. “Be moved to tears by beautiful music? Ah, the last time I was here, that happened to me. I heard the most wonderful pianist at the great golden hall!” She patted her chest. “I could feel his notes deep in my soul.”

  “Really? What was his name?”

  “Lukas Huber,” she said, pointing at the itinerary with one chubby finger. “You write that down. He is young, but he will be a household name, one day, like Herr Mozart. He performs his own compositions, but his work on Mozart’s Piano Concerto No. 21 was one of the most gorgeous renderings I’d ever heard. You know it, of course?”

  “Oh, of course,” she said, the ritornello lilting through her head. “It’s one of my very favorites, too. But I’m very partial to his twentieth.”

  The old woman nodded. “I do not know music as well as you do, but you will love Vienna. You can almost hear the music in the air, when you’re here. It seems to travel on the breeze.”

  She laughed at the thought of that. When she was married, Evan had always liked complete silence. But Diana was the one who needed
classical music to be playing in the background at all times. It soothed her, lifted her spirits. Music in the air was certainly better than what she had in Long Island, which was the sound of the highway traffic and police sirens, all the time.

  “Tell me . . . Is it possible, do you know, to get tickets to a performance at Musikverein last-minute? I grew up watching the New Year’s concerts from there on television. I heard that there was some sort of lottery to get seats . . .?”

  She nodded. “Unfortunately, it is quite difficult to get a seat. It’s old, so a rather small venue. For months and months, they are usually booked up. People make reservations years in advance.”

  “Oh.” Her spirits plummeted.

  “But don’t fear! There is a possibility you can get a standing seat. Perhaps not at Musikverein as most of the tourists and university students go there, but the others, Volksoper or Theater an de Wien. It is possible.”

  “Theater . . . you mean, isn’t that where Beethoven first performed many of his works?”

  “That’s right.”

  She gasped. “I totally forgot that was here! I have to go see it.”

  “Yes, you must! For a music lover such as yourself, I am sure you will enjoy it . . .”

  She laughed. “I know nothing about Vienna, but I do know a bit about classical music. My grandparents were very interested in it. My grandmother was a classical pianist, so she loved all of this. I wish she could see me now. In fact, I wish she could be with me now.”

  “Ah. Then you are in the right place. I’ll wish you luck! Maybe you’ll get a seat!”

  That would be a dream come true! she thought, writing the names of the theaters down on her itinerary as the train slowed to a stop at Vienna Hauptbahnhof, the main station in the city.

  Diana grabbed her own bag and helped the woman up. She carefully escorted her down the aisle, helping her take the steps, one by one. When they reached the ground, the woman beamed at her. “Do you know where you are headed?”

  Diana looked around at the modern train station as they walked to the doors. It was a bright, sunny day, and the sunshine slashed down through a diamond-shape window above them. She couldn’t wait to see the history, the gothic statues and stately marble facades of the old buildings. At least, most people here spoke English, so that would be helpful. She shrugged. “Not really!”