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Here is scene from Nicollette's Defense, Book 4 of The Black Iris Club (due out in August)
Nikki walked to the back of the house and found the huge, bright kitchen with a Mediterranean décor. It was located right next to the formal dining room and what would be the bright breakfast room when the sun was rising over the waterway in the morning. Geez. The colorful tile counters and Mexican tile floor were highlighted by the glass-fronted white cabinets. She flipped on the ornate bronze overhead lights and opened several doors until she found a utility closet and some garbage bags. She systematically went through the cabinets and drawers removing all packages of food. Anything that wasn’t open she separated to be dropped off at a homeless shelter. Anything that had been opened went into trash bags to be left at the curb for pickup. The industrial style refrigerator and freezer had already been emptied. When she was finished she decided to find Dan. She was making her way back to the foyer in the front of the house and the wide, gracious staircase that led upstairs when she felt something hard in her back.
A female voice whispered, “Don’t turn around. Where’s McGrath?”
“I don’t know. Upstairs, I guess. I haven’t been up there yet.” Something about the voice was familiar, but she was afraid to turn around. She was pretty sure that the hard object poking into her spine was a gun. She caught a glimpse of the person out of the corner of her eye. She had a handkerchief tied over her lower face and most of her hair tucked up into a ball cap. Still, there was no question in Nikki’s mind. The woman was Angelina Broussard. Her body type and hair and eye color were distinctive. What the hell? This made no sense at all.
“That makes two of us. I’d like a little tour myself. Let’s go find him.”
Nikki started up the stairs. She didn’t know if she should let Angelina think she was unrecognized or call her out on her poor disguise. She decided to keep quiet for now. When they were on the second floor and headed toward the back of the house where the master suite would be located, she felt the prodding of the gun again. “Keep quiet, or else…” She poked her with the gun again for emphasis. “If you both want to come out of this alive.”
Dan looked up with confusion and then comprehension in his eyes. “What do you want?”
Extract from Far Beyond Rubies, set in Queen Anne’s Stuart’s reign 1702-1714, by Rosemary Morris
Instead of asking him (the hero) to explain his presence at Riverside the lady (the heroind) clasped her hands while looking at him with trustful eyes. Although he might be a highwayman, a licentious rake or some other rascal, she did not seem alarmed.
A tidal wave of emotion swept through him. His soul cried out to her although he could not grasp the details of their previous life together. Previous life? No, here in Christian England it was illogical to believe such a thing.
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