October 13, 2012
Goodness, I can’t hardly believe it. This past summer I decided to publish one of my favorite stories I’ve ever written. Who would have thought the months would have gone by so fast? I guess between working with editors, my many fabulous readers and pulling it all together, the time just sped by.
They have, and now it’s here. In Her Sights is now available at most online ebook stores.
Some call her a killer.
Others call her a hero.
Lexie Olympia calls herself neither. She’s getting the job done because she can. A beloved philanthropist by day who’s nicknamed Melville’s Sweetheart, Lexie has the city wrapped around her little finger. Having been a victim in the past, left behind with the killer still on the loose, Lexie knows what it’s like to live with that fear. Instead of biting her nails over it, she takes action. Drug lords, gang leaders, con artists, kidnappers, serial killers, anyone who leaves behind innocent victims are marked on Lexie’s list.
When a neighbor leaves a stolen ancient dagger on her doorstep and skips town, Lexie’s left picking up the pieces. The police, a local private investigator, and a gang are all after this artifact and Lexie uses her nighttime persona, Artemis, to get to the bottom of things. Everything is going smoothly until she gets caught.
Lexie Olympia stood over her nightstand and debated between the .38 special and the Taser. Whoever was breaking into her safe downstairs deserved to have the .38 for an early breakfast, but it would create a huge mess. Not just blood. Particles and pieces. It would splatter over whatever was near his head. Considering the location of the thief leaning in her safe, the snub nose gun would have brain matter landing all over her diamonds.
Ruining millions of dollars in precious stones was bad, but it wasn’t the worst of it. It was after three in the morning. Daylight was way too close to be dumping a dead body. And calling the police after shooting him would guarantee the newspapers. Like hell would she have a photograph of a chalk outline on her marble floors printed. Or worse, the photographers could make some tacky request for her to pose with the gun.
A chill went over her shoulders.
She shook and grabbed the Taser. Fifty thousand volts pulsing through his nervous system would do the trick. Looked like she’d be the lucky Ms. Olympia tonight who bravely caught a man sneaking around her home.
She unclicked the probe cartridge and pulled the trigger. Electricity sparked and sizzled, signaling it was ready to go. She re-inserted the probes and hurried down the hall. Her pink slippers with fluffy white lambs jumping over fences silenced her steps. That and years of training that taught her how to move quickly, but silently.
The rest of Chapter One is available to read here
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