Late June 2012 – Capitol Hill – Lachlan
Lachlan Graham fiddled with the electric water kettle on his counter, pressing his fingers to the body of the water reservoir like he could gauge the temperature of the water just by that one simple touch. It wasn’t entirely an affectation. Three years working as a barista in the U District’s coffee scene had given him a few skills—heat resilient hands that were, nevertheless, quite adept at judging a liquid’s temperature was simply one of them. But that’s not why he did it now—no, let’s be honest, it was just a nervous tick. An excuse to remain standing in his kitchen and thereby avoid the conversation lurking in the other room for another three minutes while the kettle heated up the water to boiling.
Tea had seemed like a good idea when he offered, but maybe it was just the coward’s way out.
His lower lip still tingled from its close contact with Vector’s mouth a minute ago.
Good afternoon everyone! So if you’ve been following along here the past couple of months you’ve probably seen (maybe even read 😉 ) a couple of chapters from my latest book MEDIUM RARE.
I’m very pleased to announce that that book is finally finished and available to read in full on Amazon! For the next week you can buy it for 99cents as a special introductory offer for everyone who follow this blog and my mailing list!
The Profane Series takes place in the same fictional universe as The Blood & Bone Series and can be read as a sister series in either order. You may notice several characters from The Profane Series who were introduced in previous Blood & Bone novels and vice versa.
Now, while a small portion (about 10%) of this book is taken from “The Suicide Case,” the whole story has been expanded and made part of a much larger story, so even if you’ve read “The Suicide Case” I believe there is a lot here for you to enjoy.
A good cop, a good son, a loyal partner–none of this was enough to save Lachlan Graham’s nerves when his entire world fell apart three years ago.
A former Seattle Police Officer, Lachlan has spent the time since he left the force trying to piece his life together after being abandoned by his partner: Detective Vector Clanahan. But with a dead neighbor downstairs, his carefully constructed solitude is soon to be invaded on all fronts.
Meanwhile, Vector Clanahan’s about to return to his old stomping grounds as the West Coast serial killer he’s been tracking leads him right to his ex-partner’s front door.
May 2012 – Briarwood, ID
It was a ten hour drive to Briarwood. But rather than hijack the sherif’s vehicles, they dropped their entourage off in Vegas to handle the Searchlight bodies before grabbing a quick flight up to Twin Falls. From there they drove seventy-five miles due north to the Blaine County Sheriff’s Station, fifteen miles south of their final destination: Briarwood, population four hundred and eight according to the 2010 census, was situated on the edge of Sawtooth National Forest.
“Like I tried to tell you on the phone,” Blaine County Sheriff’s Deputy Billy Forest said, ushering them into the city’s small morgue facility. “The bodies we’re digging up way pre-date what you’re looking for. From the style of clothing and the degree of decay, the Briarwood bodies look like they’re from at least the forties. Maybe earlier.”
“Can I see the crime scene photos?” Vector asked in a low voice, interrupting Henderson’s automatic grumbling.