Greetings! Another
great weather day after dipping back down into cooler temps again. The week is
looking good for mildness in our dreary, cold, bleh spring so far. YAY!
Tonight's post is
from a current release, Shyler: Finding Home. Here's hoping it'll help me
finish up the follow up novella for the Furlough 99 anthology with Ellipses
Press. Maybe revisiting Shyler and Marsh will help me get Spider's groove back.
:D
To that end, I'll
be featuring a snippet of Shyler's interaction with Spider. Seriously, I LOVED
writing their dialog. So much fun. :D
Here's the tagline:
Inspector Shyler Lumen
and entrepreneur Marshton Gray don't have much in common. A manhunt for a
brilliantly mad chemist brings them together and sparks fly. Shyler and Marsh
can fight the wave of change…or grab hold and go along for the ride.
And here's the
sneaky peek…
Shyler stood in Spider's domain,
getting a good peek at what made him tick. Loads of techno-geek equipment lined
every wall in ordered chaos. His actual workspace, strewn with keyboards,
monitors, touch pads, files and three headsets reminded her of the desk in her
tiny office. Shyler had no doubt he knew exactly where to find whatever someone
asked for. She could do the same. Her CI called the top of her work unit a
monstrous disaster. She referred to it as an organized mess. He stopped
demanding she clean it up. Whenever she did, it took her weeks to find
anything. Amazing how a missing tox screen or autopsy report could stall an
arrest.
Spider entered, whistling an off
key show tune and stopped short when he caught sight of her. "You're
letting Mr. Moneybags interrogate his brother?" He shuffled around, and
cleared off one of the chairs. "Wow. The sex must've been super hot."
He pulled out a chair and plopped down in front of the monitor wired into the
makeshift interrogation room.
Shyler contained the urge to head
thwap Spider and shot back. "Really? You're going to go there?" She
waved her arm in a wide arc. "The guy who uses casino babes and porn
goddesses as art wants to be a smart ass about my sex life?" She yanked a
second chair out and sat down beside him.
Spider shrugged. "You're
breaking your own rules. Can't blame me for assuming a great lay is behind
that." He adjusted the camera angle, pulling the view back for a wide shot
of the entire room.
Shyler didn't have a defense so
she changed the subject. "Whatever. How about some sound to go with the
picture." She took the headset Spider handed over and ignored the smirk on
his face.
Ahhh. I think this
will be a huge help in getting back into Spider's head and helping him deal
with Hailey Webb—a woman who knows exactly what she wants and how to get…with
Spider's help. :D
Maybe I'll have a
post about them in the very near future. :D
That's it for this
week. Catch everyone on the flip.
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