Wednesday, October 10, 2018

#MidWeekTease : Julia and Edmund Meet Again

It's time for a MidWeek Tease! This week I'm pulling a snippet from Fire Hunt, the final book in the Saving Grace Saga. This is to celebrate it's release in print the 15th of this month! I'm so excited to see them all in print, but Julia isn't nearly as exciting to see her old flame, Edmund.

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The door whispered closed behind her, and she could almost feel Edmund’s eyes lock onto her. “Hello, Mr. Strigoi,” she said, stepping further into the room. “Do you remember me?”
Slowly Edmund lifted his head, shaking the black hair from his face, exposing vibrant dark green eyes. “You look vaguely familiar,” he said. He kept his face trained in a disinterested look for a second then smirked at her. “But you’re kind of cute.”
Leaning her back against the two-way mirror, she crossed her arms over her chest. She wasn’t surprised by his comment. Throughout the interview with Burrows, he had been a smart ass. Changing tactics with a woman to appear more charming was an expected move. “I’m Detective Julia Flagg and you might remember me from seven years ago.”
“Sorry, babe. My memory isn’t so good.”
He ignored her title and used a term that had always set her teeth on edge. She wasn’t sure if he was using it as part of his act or if he really was trying to irritate her. Probably both.
“It’s ‘Detective Flagg’, and you set half a squad on fire at a nightclub outside of Richmond,” she said. It had been early in her career and the last time she had seen the man. A flailing teammate who had caught fire had rushed into her. The accident had caused a flash of flame to crawl up her side. It had hurt like hell and Julia had been ready to shoot Edmund that night, connections and family aside.
For a second she saw a shadow cross over his eyes, but it was soon covered as an easy mask of humor settle over his face. Grinning wider, he said, “I plead the fifth, but it looks like you’ve moved up in the ranks. I love a woman with power and authority.”
Julia flinched inwardly at the comment. With only passive magic, she had been the weakest link in their coven. A weakness that needing protecting and, as the coven leader’s daughter, she’d gotten it. It was an old wound that Edmund apparently didn’t mind ripping open. Shifting around to feel her gun press more closely against her, she told herself she had other strengths now. “Detective Burrows doesn’t seem to be getting anywhere with you. Care to talk with me instead?” she asked, pushing aside the old hurt.
“I might be willing to negotiate.”
Narrowing her eyes at him, she wondered what angle he was trying to play. “You’ve killed nearly a dozen agents, burned down two holding facilities, and have been named as the leader in at least one of the major covens rooted out in New York. What exactly is it you want to negotiate?”
“I want out of this room but, the real question is, what do you want, babe?”
“That’s Detective Flagg,” she corrected again. “What have you got to offer that will convince me to let a criminal like you out of here?”
She thought it was impossible for the smirking man to look any cockier, but somehow Edmund pulled it off as he leaned back and slid his hips toward the front edge of the chair. “I’ve been told I provide a hell of a great ride, and you, babe, look like you are in desperate need of a wild round or two,” he teased, bouncing his hips a couple times.
In two quick steps Julia was in front of him. The back of her hand made contact with the side of his face causing his head to jerk and sending an echo through the small room. Ignoring the stinging pain shooting down her fingers, she leaned in close. “This isn’t a singles party, Strigoi. You’re in some serous shit here.”
Edmund shook the hair from his face again and glared up at her with seething blue eyes. The change in eye color was a telltale sign that he was finally really angry, and Julia had to fight back a victorious grin. His tongue swiped out to catch a swell of blood at the corner of his mouth. “Have I upset you, Detective?”
Leaning in further, Julia almost brushed her cheek against his and whispered, “I’ll see you tonight.”
As she pulled away, he pressed his lips to her cheek, no doubt leaving behind a bloody kiss mark. Just before she slapped him again she saw his grin.
She abruptly turned and headed for the door without looking back. Her hand was reaching for the knob when she heard Edmund say, “I’ll be looking forward to it, babe.”
Letting out an aggravated growl, she marched out and slammed the door behind her.

After ten years Julia and Edmund have one hell of a reunion. Want to find out how the escape plan works out? You can find Fire Hunt on Amazon in digital or wait until the 15th and order a print copy!

Fire Hunt 
(Book 3 in the Saving Grace Saga)

Julia was dedicated to the cause, even though she was marked a traitor by her own kind for becoming a Federal Witch Hunter. When her partner captures a man from her past, Julia must make a choice: Let the witch be tortured, or blow her cover and go with plan B.

All Edmund wanted was to help the magical community and escape his extremist lifestyle. Instead he was setup and captured by Witch Hunters. Cut off from his magic and held prisoner, Edmund didn’t think things could get worse. Then Julia struts into his holding cell with an escape plan.


Peace and Love!