Welcome to my stop on the Embrace Release Tour! Today I have an excerpt from Trouble Comes Knocking to share with you! Read on for more info on the book and for the excerpt!
Trouble Comes Knocking
Author: Mary Duncanson
Genre: New Adult Contemporary
Release Date: November 11, 2013
Publisher: Entangled Embrace
Description:
It’s hard not to answer when trouble comes knocking.A girl who can’t forget…
Twenty-two-year-old Lucy Carver is like Sherlock Holmes in ballet flats, but her eidetic memory is more albatross than asset, and something she usually keeps hidden. When she notices that something’s amiss at her dead-end job, she jumps at the chance to finally use her ability for good. That is, until, a man is murdered, and she becomes the target of the killer.
A detective on his first case…
Detective Eli Reyes is overbearing, pompous, way too hot for Lucy’s own good, and seems as determined to ruin her relationship with her boyfriend, John, as finding the murderer. He brings Lucy in on the case, thinking she can help him get to the truth, only to cut her loose when he realizes he’s gotten far more than he ever bargained for.
A past that won’t go away…
When memories from her childhood invade her present, Lucy discovers a mystery bigger than she could have imagined. With the killer still after her, and Eli nowhere to be found, she takes things into her own hands, determined to expose the truth no matter what—before trouble comes knocking…again.
Detective Reyes looked up from his notepad, closed it, and leaned back in his chair, causing his shirt to pull even tighter. “Make me understand.”
All my experience living with what I do, what I can’t control, taught me that eventually I’d probably end up in jail or dead because of it. People don’t like to have their thoughts invaded without their consent. “What am I supposed to explain? We talked; he was nice. Offered me pizza, and then he said they weren’t involved. Look, I’m really not a part of any of this. I just started this job. I really have no idea who the man is, and I only talked to him once. Can I go home, please? I’m supposed to work tomorrow morning.”
“Work should be the least of your concerns. A man is dead. A man you spoke to about a serious allegation on his last day of life. If there is some reason something you said might have gotten him killed, we have to know about it. This is a murder investigation, Lucy.” He paused. “Do you mind if I call you Lucy?”
“That’s fine.” I shrank in my chair. Jail, it seemed. My world closed around me as I imagined how guilty I must look for something I didn’t do. I didn’t mean to find problems, and I doubted my information killed Mr. Winters, but who’s to say? Half a million is a lot of money.
As the thought hit my head, so did another. “Am I in danger?”
Detective Reyes sat up. “Should you be?”
That’s when I spilled it, all of it. And to his defense the detective held his mask of intent listening through my entire story. “So you’re saying you have a photographic memory and you happened to observe the loss of a great deal of money on the same day Mr. Winters died. Mr. Winters, the head of the accounting department and probably one of the top suspects were this loss, if there is a loss, to come to light.”
I’d been excited at first that he understood, but as he spoke further, that excitement faded
as I caught the sarcasm in his tone. “Eidetic,” I said, in defense of what I can do. “The proper term is eidetic memory.” Jackhole.
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