It’s been a while since the last excerpt share. This one’s from my first novella, Chasing Sisyphus, published by Siren-BookStrand and released in 2017.
She found Declan crouched over a puddle on the floor. She grabbed a handful of paper towels and stooped down beside him, mopping up the spill.
“I got it.” He hissed, and snatched them from her.
“Sorry, I thought you’d want some help.”
“You brought a cop into my home. How does that help? Are you trying to get me shipped out?”
“Of course not. I wouldn’t have brought him here if I had a choice.”
“What do you mean ‘choice’? What kind of shit are you caught up in, Ade?”
“I could ask you the same thing!”
“What’s that supposed to mean?”
“The car? Last night?”
“Are you drunk? What car?”
She heard Rhys clear his throat behind them and shut her mouth. They turned to see the detective’s broad body towering over them from the doorway.
“The car you ran into the Legion River last night,” he answered. “At least, I think that’s what she means. But don’t stop talking on my account.”
Declan postured up, gripping a shard of mug in one hand. Rhys reached for the holster in his jacket.
Adria leapt between them. She knew the start of a dick-swinging when she saw one. She held both them at arm’s length, hand to chest, looking back and forth between them, keeping shard and gun in the corners of her vision.
“What say we skip the coffee and talk? Just talk, OK? That’s all we came for, Dec. Honest.”
Chasing Sisyphus is the first book in The Basilica Conspiracy series. If you fancy checking it out while I’m still working on the other books, you can find ebook purchase links on my website.