Author: Ken Hughes
Published: February 6th, 2012
Publisher: Windward Road Press
Word Count: 85,000
Genre: Paranormal Thriller
Synopsis:
He can hear
a whisper a block away… and can’t remember why.
Paul lives in hiding, struggling to control preternatural senses no secret is safe from, and certain that nobody suspects he exists. And now he must risk everything to protect the family he left and face enemies more ruthless than his worst fears… because the one person who knows what happened, is the one who did it to him.
Paul lives in hiding, struggling to control preternatural senses no secret is safe from, and certain that nobody suspects he exists. And now he must risk everything to protect the family he left and face enemies more ruthless than his worst fears… because the one person who knows what happened, is the one who did it to him.
Excerpt for Shadowed by Ken Hughes:
The pigeons moaned.
It was the only word for their frantic cooing from the cardboard box he’d
crammed them into. Even winter had its uses, at least it made the birds
desperate enough for food that he could net half a dozen within walking
distance of Quinn’s building. And as that brick shape came in sight, Paul
stopped to pour more seed into the box to quiet the birds again.
He left the
cooing box halfway up the block, in the alley behind the buildings, and moved
forward to Open and study his target again. Same dog, same window and alarm,
and he waited until he could just make out the guard still patrolling inside.
Alright
then.
First, he
walked under the window and along the alley, back and forth, scuffing his feet
around until the still-light layer of snow looked as if a whole gang had
marched through it; a clumsy camouflage, but he could hope the guard wouldn’t
look too closely. And with any luck, this would be finished before enough snow
fell over those to make his later tracks clear.
Then, he
hefted the biggest discarded bottle he’d been able to find, and flung it
straight through Quinn’s window.
An alarm
shrilled and the dog exploded into barking, both sounds ringing down the
streets through the window’s broken pane. The dog fell silent again, almost at
once… too well-trained to keep going when nothing more was happening.
When the
alarm cut off and Paul could hear the guard moving inside again, he darted up
the block with the box of pigeons. Then he waited in the cold until the guard
had made his sweep around the building and settled back inside. I thought
some of those wires were in case someone broke the window. But that’s all I
need for now.
He poured
another helping of seed into his cardboard pigeon-coop and began easing the
four-way overlap of the top flaps open. With all the care he could manage, he
parted them just enough to reach both hands in—wishing he could use his thicker
winter gloves when they pecked at him—and pulled out one struggling bird before
closing the top again. He placed that pigeon in his second, smaller box, and
carried it under his arm to the fire escape and up.
The dog
stood right under the window, a brown and black brute that looked like a
Doberman but seemed a bit heavier than most. It growled but didn’t bark yet,
and for a moment Paul wondered if his plan would work.
Then he
raised the box up to the high window-pane he’d smashed, and popped the pigeon
through the hole.
The dog went
mad. The bird beat its wings to catch itself in the air and fluttered around
the room with the dog chasing it and barking in a frenzy. The animals hopped
from one desk to another as the pigeon circled but couldn’t turn tightly enough
to stay airborne within the walls…
Paul slid
back down to the alley and ducked around the corner. He strained his hearing to
focus past the barking and the echo of his memory, praying that the trick would
work.
About the Author:
Ken Hughes dreams of dark alleys and the twenty-seven ways
people with different psychic gifts might maneuver around each corner. He grew
up on comics and adventures before discovering Steven King and Joss Whedon, and
he's written for Mars mission proposals and medical devices, making him an
honorary rocket scientist and brain surgeon. Ken has created the Unified
Writing Field Theory and the Power Plays guide for characters and readers to
manage paranormal abilities. Don't get
him started on puns.
Giveaway Details:
There is an
international tour wide giveaway. Prizes include the following:
- 3 x $10 Amazon Gift Cards
Bonus Giveaway!
The Invisibility Challenge from Ken Hughes:
I'm working on a blog post about invisibility powers, and what
it might be like to maneuver when the world can't see you. This is going to be
the first of my "Power Plays" series, that's meant to be the
definitive writer's and reader's guide to how abilities like this might work.
And as part of that, I'm looking for input on one thing:
invisibility has a bad reputation, with everything from Plato's Ring of Gyges
to locker-room jokes... or at best it appeals to tricksters and outsiders. I'm
offering a $10 Kindle gift certificate to the person to suggest the best use
for invisibility that isn't a form of outwitting people (or animals or the
like, sorry).
I'll include the answers I get in the blog, and if nobody's able
to send a really good suggestion (it's harder than it looks) I'll choose the
least silly answer.
But I do know one use
myself. So, who else who can see it?
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Thanks so much for helping get the word out about Shadowed (even though that's the last thing its reclusive hero wants).
ReplyDeleteThank you very much! Love the title!
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