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A tattoo gets them in trouble… He will get them out.
After years of cultivating an undercover identity, Brody West is finally off the case and free to live a life of his own. All that time spent in the company of criminals and killers left him a little jaded… and with an identity crisis. He isn’t sure who he is anymore, or who he wants to be.
To give him time to think, he takes a few days off to go fishing. On his way out of town, he makes a routine stop at the bank and finds himself flirting with the girl behind the counter.
But his flirtation is cut short when criminals burst into the bank and shoot her right before his eyes.
In attempt to administer first aid, Brody reveals a tattoo on his upper arm. A mark that will drag him and the girl into the kind of situation he was trying to get away from. But he can’t walk away because he’s the only thing capable of keeping Taylor alive and bringing down the guys who shot her—guys who are seriously dangerous.
This is a new adult contemporary novel and contains sexual content and graphic language. It is not intended for young adult readers.
Copyrighted by Cambria Hebert
My eyes traveled around the room, seeking out the man whose name I couldn’t remember. Our eyes locked for one long second. It was like we were the only two people in the room. He wasn’t crying or begging for his life. He wasn’t sweating or looking for a way to save his ass.
He was standing there, in the center of the room, calm and strong, like this situation wasn’t that big of a deal. He made me feel better, more in control.
Another duffle flew out of the vault and one of the men stepped out. There had to be millions of dollars in those bags. Not only would it ruin this bank, the people who did business here, but my father as well.
My newfound strength made me brave.
I stepped in front of one of the bags, giving a level look to the men who intended to take it. “If you leave now, you might get away.”
The man standing directly in front of me smirked and the smirk turned into a full-blown smile. I realized my mistake then.
I tried to entice them with freedom, with the thought of getting away unscathed. These men didn’t care about that. If I had been thinking clearly, I would have realized that from the beginning. None of them were wearing ski masks or those plastic masks that looked like creepy clowns or animals. They weren’t even trying to hide their faces.
Men who didn’t hide their faces in a situation like this were either really desperate or really meticulous and had a fail-proof plan. They planned to be long gone before anyone could recognize their faces.
I wasn’t going to stop them.
No one was.
The man standing in front of me raised his gun, pointing it right at me.
And then he pulled the trigger.
GUEST POST
5 things you should never say to a writer
1. Who is your publisher?
Explanation: Does it really matter? If the book is good who cares? Good books can come from Indies, big publishers, small publishers
2. I wish I could work from home. That would be so easy.
Explanation: In reality working from presents its own challenges. I know that for me, I have a hard time sitting down and writing when the floor needs vacuumed, the dishes need done and the dogs are standing at the door to go outside (and then when they do they stand there and bark). Not to mention most of us have kids that always want something or never be quiet. And if the kids are in school you have to balance writing and marketing with volunteering at school, transporting them to and from, etc.
3. What’s your real job?
Explanation: Writing is a real job.
4. Will you write me into your book?
Explanation: If I did I would have to kill you. In the book! What were you thinking?
5. I don’t like to read.
Explanation: The minute those words come out of someone’s mouth I usually stop listening to you all together…. LA LA LA LA I can’t hear you!
So spill, have you ever said any of these things to a writer? What do you think would be something you should never say to a writer?
Thank you for having me here today! J
EXCERPT
Copyrighted by Cambria Hebert
My eyes traveled around the room, seeking out the man whose name I couldn’t remember. Our eyes locked for one long second. It was like we were the only two people in the room. He wasn’t crying or begging for his life. He wasn’t sweating or looking for a way to save his ass.
He was standing there, in the center of the room, calm and strong, like this situation wasn’t that big of a deal. He made me feel better, more in control.
Another duffle flew out of the vault and one of the men stepped out. There had to be millions of dollars in those bags. Not only would it ruin this bank, the people who did business here, but my father as well.
My newfound strength made me brave.
I stepped in front of one of the bags, giving a level look to the men who intended to take it. “If you leave now, you might get away.”
The man standing directly in front of me smirked and the smirk turned into a full-blown smile. I realized my mistake then.
I tried to entice them with freedom, with the thought of getting away unscathed. These men didn’t care about that. If I had been thinking clearly, I would have realized that from the beginning. None of them were wearing ski masks or those plastic masks that looked like creepy clowns or animals. They weren’t even trying to hide their faces.
Men who didn’t hide their faces in a situation like this were either really desperate or really meticulous and had a fail-proof plan. They planned to be long gone before anyone could recognize their faces.
I wasn’t going to stop them.
No one was.
The man standing in front of me raised his gun, pointing it right at me.
And then he pulled the trigger.
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4 comments:
OMG. I love the excerpt. I need to know what happen to the heroine who got shot. Thanks for the giveaway.
Thanks for the giveaway! :D
This is one of the coolest and most colorful blogs I've seen/joined in a long time.
Would like to discover the Tattoo's story and the trouble involved there.
Sounds a great read for adults :D
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