About a year and a half ago I was on a chat with author Roxanne St. Claire. When you have a sit down with such a wonderful lady you just never forget. On the chat she was talking about her latest Bullet Catchers release. As the chat went on the other readers and myself began asking about her past villains and which was her favorite to write. During that piece of the conversation she singled me out because of my name. She informed me that she had named one of her villains Talina but had never talked with anyone with the name. It was a comical moment for myself because given how unusual my name is I never really get to see it used in books and when I finally did it was for a villain.
Though I didn't take a snippet where Talina shows up in the story, today I am posting a snippet from First You Run, a kick-butt romantic suspense. Enjoy!
"I have a list of infants that were sold from the Sapphire Trail operation during the six-week period that this woman says she gave birth," he replied. "But the list only has the names they were given, not the names of their birth mothers. There are eight or nine female babies, who would be about thirty-one now. I'm going to track them down and interview them all."
"Why doesn't your friend do that himself, and how are you going to be sure you have the right woman? Some might not even know they were adopted, and their birth mothers' names might mean nothing to them."
"True," he agreed. "But evidently, this baby was marked with a tattoo." Lucy gave him a look of pure incredulity. "Really."
"I believe my mate has the facts right," Fletch said, his strong jaw set in defiance. "He has very good instinct, and he's dependable and smart." Had she said he wasn't? "Which brings me back to my first question. Why can't this man go interview these women himself?"
"Because he'd like to dig into the murder investigation files in Charleston while I find the daughter. Since the mother's sick, there might not be time for him to do both, so we thought we'd do the job simultaneously. Like I said, he's an ace investigator."
Lucy's fingers began to tingle, the way they used to when she was an operative for the CIA and she just knew that right around the corner, someone was waiting to take her down. That tingle had saved her life more than once. "Who is this friend of yours?"
Fletch shifted in his chair. He glanced down, then back at her. The soft scuff of a footstep outside her library door broke the silence. Lucy looked over Fletch's shoulder, and suddenly all that hesitancy, that "you're going to hate this one" tone, was crystal-clear.
"Good afternoon, Ms. Sharpe."
She resisted the urge to swear and thanked God for the training not to move a single muscle in response to a man she'd stripped of responsibility and fired last year. Instead, she stood. "We're finished here."
"Aw, Luce, come on." Fletch shot up. "Just hear him out. Tell her the story, Jack."
She should have figured out what brought Fletch all the way up to the Hudson River Valley on a Sunday afternoon. He and Jack were as close as brothers.
She kept her gaze solidly on the Bullet Catcher she still respected. "What you do in your free time is your business, Adrien." He flinched at the use of his first name. "I don't mind, as long as you don't get yourself killed and you return to work when I need you. But this time..." She cut her glance to Jack. "I would counsel you to steer clear."
Jack kicked up one side of his mouth in a half-smile. A move that might weaken the resolve of most females, but not her. His sexy smile was wasted on her.
"I told you, Fletch." Jack's smile widened. "The woman has a heart of stone and a soul of steel."
She stabbed him with a glare that had buckled the knees of men far braver, stronger, and smarter than Jack Culver. "You are not welcome in this house or at any gathering of the Bullet Catchers. I don't give help to people who lie--"
"I did not lie."
"By omission," she volleyed.
"Lucy, listen to him," Fletch insisted.
"I don't want to hear--"
"Eileen Stafford did not commit murder," Jack said, straightening. "She's been rotting in jail for a crime she didn't commit for thirty years, and she's going to die. I believe her in my gut, Lucy. She needs to stay alive long enough for me to prove it. To do that, we need her daughter. If we succeed, you get all the credit."
First You Run
Roxanne St. Claire
Bullet Catchers Book Six
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Back of the Book
AN UNSTOPPABLE BODYGUARD ON THE HUNT.
A WOMAN HIDING A SECRET EVEN SHE DOESN'T KNOW. A PASSION THAT BEGINS WITH DANGER....
Bullet Catcher Adrien Fletcher is on a mission to track down a baby given up in a black market adoption thirty years ago. He has a list of possible names and one tantalizing clue: the infant girl had been marked with a tiny tattoo. And since tattoo-hunting will mean getting up close and personal with the women on his list, he's the perfect man for the job. But when Fletch meets Miranda Lang, he knows she can never be just a name on his list. If she's not his target, he should move on and find the right woman, despite their electrifying attraction. But Miranda is on her own mission, and every step takes her closer to a deadly trap. Fletch may be the only man who can protect her...forcing him to choose between duty and desire.
About the Author:
ROXANNE ST. CLAIRE
New York Times Bestselling Author
Roxanne St. Claire is a bestselling author of thirty novels of romance and suspense. A five-time nominee and one-time winner of the prestigious RITA Award for outstanding romantic fiction, her books have also won the National Reader’s Choice Award for best romantic suspense for two consecutive years, as well as the Daphne du Maurier Award, the HOLT Medallion, the Maggie, Booksellers Best, Book Buyers Best, five Awards of Excellence, the Aspen Gold and many others
Prior to launching a full time career as a novelist in 2003, Roxanne spent most of her professional life as a marketing executive and public relations consultant.
I've read the entire Bullet Catchers series to date and I love Ms. St. Claire's hero's.