No
Reason to Hide
by
P.H. Turner
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GENRE:
Romance Mystery
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BLURB:
Evil
knows your name,
Navajo cop Jessica Akee finds the body of a young male sprawled in the weeds behind a convenience store on the Reservation. What at first looks like just another gang killing is a far more disturbing murder. On loan from the Phoenix PD, top cop Charlie Stone partners with Jessica to find the killer. She harbors a dark secret, but Charlie isn't going to let her keep it...
he extends his hand,
Jessica's younger brother runs with a Native gang, dabbles in rituals best left alone, and ignores Jessica's pleas for him to turn away from the razor's edge between good and evil.
and charms you into the abyss.
When her brother lifts the veil between the two worlds, the Shadow Warrior slips in seeking revenge. All that is human of Ricky is stripped away, and Jessica believes the last card has been played, but the Shadow Warrior turns his vengeance on her. Can Charlie save her before the demon claims Jessica as his own and returns to the bottom of the abyss?
Navajo cop Jessica Akee finds the body of a young male sprawled in the weeds behind a convenience store on the Reservation. What at first looks like just another gang killing is a far more disturbing murder. On loan from the Phoenix PD, top cop Charlie Stone partners with Jessica to find the killer. She harbors a dark secret, but Charlie isn't going to let her keep it...
he extends his hand,
Jessica's younger brother runs with a Native gang, dabbles in rituals best left alone, and ignores Jessica's pleas for him to turn away from the razor's edge between good and evil.
and charms you into the abyss.
When her brother lifts the veil between the two worlds, the Shadow Warrior slips in seeking revenge. All that is human of Ricky is stripped away, and Jessica believes the last card has been played, but the Shadow Warrior turns his vengeance on her. Can Charlie save her before the demon claims Jessica as his own and returns to the bottom of the abyss?
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Excerpt:
At 6:30
a.m., I received a routine disturbance call out on the Navajo Nation.
The manager of the Tuba City 7-Eleven on South Indian Route 101
called in a complaint of kids messing around his propane tank again.
He hadn't gone out into the gloom to investigate. That was my job.
The
lights from the storefront didn't penetrate into the deep shadows
around the tank. Had the tank not gleamed white in the weak dawn
light, I would have walked past it for the thick brush and brambles
surrounding it.The aromatic scrub released its tang when I pushed it
aside. I held fast to my gun with one hand and a heavy Mag-Lite with
the other. The body was behind the propane tank in a clump of
knee-high weeds smashed down by heavy foot traffic.
The sun
was just coloring the horizon a thin crescent of smudged yellow,
casting long shanks of light into the dark. I approached the body
cautiously, not knowing who might be watching from the scrubland
between the 7-Eleven and the few houses scattered across a field to
the west. The Mag-Lite shone obscenely bright on the body.
Tiny
skitters of fear prickled my neck. I sensed a watcher. The light
desert breeze teased tendrils of my hair from the knot at my neck.
Something foul licked at the edges of the wind, and a guttural,
harsh, whisper, "Hey-ya, hey-ya, hey-ya" swirled menacingly
around me.
No one
moved in the brush, but I felt a presence. Though his chant no longer
rode on the wind, goosebumps rose on my arms and fear banded my
chest. I touched the microphone button on my body com unit and called
for backup from my fellow officers with the Navajo police.
Fewer
than two hundred of us patrolled the largest Indian Reservation in
the United States, and I was a young female officer desperate to make
my bones. I wanted backup, but I also wanted to be the lead on the
murder case.
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AUTHOR
Bio and Links:
I call
Austin, Texas home now after working on the East and West coasts, the
Rocky Mountains, and an island in the Gulf of Mexico. I've come full
circle to live and work close to the farm my family settled in the
1850's.
Truth is stranger than fiction, and years in the news business provided lots of peculiar characters and stories to write about. My books are set in my favorite places, the desert canyons and high mountains of the American West.
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