The day has finally arrived. Book two of Shadow Company is live at Amazon. One of my beta readers commented, “The book is intense.” I agree. She also pointed out I left two story threads slightly unraveled. Again, I agree. I want readers to be intrigued enough to want more. I hope you won’t be disappointed. Instead, I hope you’ll look forward to book three for answers.
Katie and Duke are nothing alike. He’s a grounded in reality ex-SEAL with no place to call home. Katie is a small town girl born and raised. She believes in medicine and natural medicine. She believes in magic to some degree. Yet, Duke and Katie can’t deny the attraction between them.
Tracking shadow walkers is dangerous work. When magic’s involved, there’s always the threat of the unknown. Katie discovers her friend, Logan has been charged with a crime. Working to save the life of their friend leaves them with no place to go but each other for help. Here’s an excerpt from Deliberate Intent, Book Two of Shadow Company.
Katie stormed the stairs like an operative on a mission.
Duke answered the door on the third pound.
She charged past him as if he was invisible. “Where is he?”
“Where’s who?” Duke wondered absently if she looked as beautiful as he remembered or if the picture was simply the stingy light swinging precariously overhead.
Wheeling, she faced him with red-rimmed eyes. “Don’t play games with me.” Her eyes darted from the kitchen to the bed. “Where’s your worthless friend, Logan?”
Her breath came quick and hard. The skin along her collarbone flushed red with agitation. “I don’t know.” Duke shook his head.
“You’re lying. All alike-men,” Katie muttered. Turning, she started for the door.
“Wait a minute. I’m not lying. Logan was here earlier. Have you tried Aubrie’s?”
Stopping, she turned. Eyes narrowing, she glared at Duke. He was glad there was the span of the room between them. “You know what he did, don’t you?” Taking a step, she glared at him. Her eyes chilled with calculation. “Yeah, you know what the worthless, two-timing bastard did. There’s no need to protect him. The cat’s out of the bag.” Her voice cracked over the last word. Glancing toward the swords and candles, stuffed in the room’s corner, she sighed. “Those are his, aren’t they?”
Without giving him time to answer she threw up her hands.
“This is too much. Really a pisser.”
His brow winged up! The reaction dissipated fast as she examined him standing there in his boxers. “Put on some clothes. You’re gonna take me to him.”
“Sure.” He’d follow her into hell, so the answer wasn’t hard to share. “Except I don’t know where he is.”
Temper simmered under the surface of her pristine skin. Duke imagined reaching out to touch. He wanted to trace the red flush of anger along her cheek. “Easy. I’ll get some clothes. You want something to drink? Water?” A quick swipe toward the kitchen counter brought no response. Time to grab his jeans.
“Hurry up. I haven’t got all day.” Pacing with the anger seething from her pores, Katie snarled at the candles in the duffle tossed into the corner of the tiny apartment. “He wouldn’t go anywhere without those.” Pointing to the warlock tools, she pivoted before returning to stand in his personal space. Almost nose-to-nose with him now, Katie glared into his eyes as if trying to examine his soul for the truth. “I want you to take me to him.” Her finger appeared in his face. “And don’t even think about any funny business, understood?” Huffing out a breath, she shoved him in the chest.
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