Friday, 27 November 2015

April's Interlude



I wrote a little six book series called Lakehouse Security. The last book, Repeating Love, came out last month in October. In that series one of the main characters is the head of a secret government team called Demon Elite. I decided to do a spin-off series.

The first book of the series is called Crash and will be available through eXtasy Books at the beginning of the year.

WIP Excerpt

Elijah could feel his heart boom out a fast rhythm against his chest as Crash pulled the gun from his waistband and pulled the door open just a crack. Crash’s raised the gun and held his arm out through the crack, letting anyone out there know he had a gun and would shoot.
“Crash.”
“Yeah.”
“I’m scared.”
“I’ve got this.”
Crash pulled the door open and propelled them forward. He moved so fast Elijah felt like he was floating. Crash basically carried him wherever he wanted Elijah to go. He thought about how he must look, plastered up against Crash as if he was physically attached to the guy. It was a weird thing to think about in that moment when two cops were pointing guns at their heads.
Crash walked backwards, not taking his eyes off the cops, who were advancing slowly. “When we get to the elevators, press the button to open the doors,” Crash whispered to him.
Elijah nodded. “Okay.”
One of the cops moved his body slightly and Crash said, “I wouldn’t if I were you. I’ll get a shot off before I go down.”
Elijah clung to Crash at just the thought of one of those cops shooting him. “Please,” Elijah whispered.
“Go to the elevators,” Crash whispered back.
“No. I can’t leave you.”
“Do it now, Elijah.” Crash made a gesture with his head, telling Elijah to go to the elevators on the left side of the hallway. Elijah pressed the button and then practically ran to Crash, grabbing the back of his shirt in his fist. He tried to pull Crash back, wanting him to move faster, but it was like trying to push a wall. Impossible.
The elevator door dinged and Elijah pulled harder. A shot went off and Elijah couldn’t tell whose gun it was. He heard something hit the floor and thought maybe Crash had dropped the gun which didn’t make sense. Crash turned and grabbed Elijah so quickly it startled him, making him squeal in surprise. He clung to Crash as they moved into the elevator just as the doors were about to shut.
Elijah started to run his hands over Crash, trying to find out if he was injured, when Crash put him down. “Are you okay? I thought I heard you drop the gun.”
“I’m fine. I’m the one that took the shot. At the floor and then gave them back their gun. One less crime I just committed if they got it back. Just needed to keep them off us for a few seconds. Long enough to get in the elevator.” He had a scowl on his face as he looked at Elijah. “Next time I tell you to do something. You don’t argue.”
Elijah took a step away from Crash. He nodded his head once, indicating that he understood, and wrung his hands together. The elevator door opened and Elijah took a step forward.
“Not this one. Wait until the next one. They’ll be looking to see what floor we get off of. They’ll think we took the first floor the elevator stopped on.”
“Okay.”
Crash pressed the closed door button and they were closed in again. “I know what I’m doing. You have to trust me.”


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