Book blurb and cover
Title: Inquisitor
Author: R.J. Blain
Genre: Urban / Paranormal Fantasy
When
Allison is asked to play Cinderella-turned-Fiancee at a Halloween ball, the
last thing she expected was to be accused of murder on the same night. She has
to find the killer and quick, or she'll be put to death for the crimes she
didn't commit. To make matters worse, the victims are all werewolves.
On the
short list of potential victims, Allison has to act fast, or the killer will
have one more body to add to his little black book of corpses.
There's
only one problem: One of the deaths has struck too close to home, and Allison's
desire for self-preservation may very well transform into a quest for
vengeance...
Excerpt
“I can’t believe you
brought me to New York on today of all days.” I nodded my head at the park, but
taking in the entirety of the city in a single gesture. Even in the relative
peace of the park, I could hear the bustle, the honk of horns, and the noise of
the restless cityscape. Atlanta wasn’t much different downtown, but at least it
was home.
“Oh, come off it, Allison.
You like Halloween.”
I wrinkled my nose. “Maybe
a little. I still can’t believe you brought me here, though.”
“Anyway, you owe me,” he
said before clucking his tongue.
I winced. He had me dead to
rights, and I knew it. Mark gathered favors and cashed them in like currency.
Resisting was futile. “Rub it in my face, why don’t you?”
“Of course I will. Another
time. I’m enjoying myself way too much right now. You’re mine for three whole
days, like it or not.”
“I’m doomed,” I groaned.
He laughed.
I didn’t have the courage
to tell him I meant it. It was bad enough it was Samhain. The full moon would
reach its zenith after nightfall.
If I wasn’t careful, I was
going to pop a tail for real. That’d surprise him. It’d also get me killed. I
doubted the NYPD would appreciate a wolf running loose in the center of their
city.
“Seriously, Mark. What’s so
important that you had to fly me in from Atlanta? I do have a job, you know.
I’d even like to keep it.”
“You’re owed three weeks,
and at the rate you’re going, they’re probably getting ready to force you to
take the time off. The way I see it, I’ve done you a favor.”
“Mark,” I growled.
“Okay, fine. It’s my mom. I
told her I had a girlfriend so she’d shut up about me getting married for a
while. She wants to meet her. To meet you.”
I broke into a brisk walk,
cutting across the grass towards one of the other paths through the park. With
luck, he’d get grass stains on his pretty, blue business suit. “You brought me
to New York to dress up as your girlfriend for Halloween?”
I guess it really was going
to be a night for wearing masks and pretending to be the impossible.
If I had a mother, I’m sure
she would’ve been proud. I didn’t cuss, scream, or pitch a fit. I did keep
walking without checking if Mark kept pace with me.
He did. “Come on, Allison.
I’ll make it up to you, I swear.”
“A Halloween party with
your mother, Mark? Have you lost your mind? She’s never going to believe we’re
a couple, for one. Two, you live in New York City. I live in Atlanta. You know,
that place you flew me in from? She’s got no reason to believe us.”
“I might have told her that
you are an old college friend, and we’d been seeing each other on and off since
we got our degrees. It’s even true! Just not for the reasons she thinks. Come
on, Allison. It’s only for one night. And you’ll save me from marrying a woman
I’ve never met.”
I sighed. “Seriously? Did
your mother have you betrothed or something? That’s so two hundred years ago.
At least you had the decency to book me into a good hotel. How did you manage a
room at the Plaza on such short notice?” Using my brown bangs as a shield, I
stared at my friend. He was grinning wolfishly.
“Who said it was on short
notice? I had our room booked six months ago.”
I tripped over my own feet.
A startled cry worked its way out of my throat. Mark’s arm slapped against my
chest as he caught me. With a low grunt, he hauled me upright.
“Careful.”
My face burned. “Sorry.” I
drew a deep breath. Killing Mark in Central Park wouldn’t work — not during the
daytime. There’d be too many witnesses. “Our room?”
“We’re twenty five. We’re
young, healthy adults. There’s no way my mom will believe we’re a couple if we
don’t share a room,” he replied.
“You have a perfectly nice
condo, Mark. I’ve seen it. Why not invite me there instead of booking us a room
in one of New York’s more expensive hotels?”
“Wait until you see the
room,” Mark said. Then he leered at me.
Oh God. I closed my eyes,
stood straight, and once again shoved my hands into my back pockets. No tail.
That was a start. I counted to ten. Then I counted to ten again.
When that didn’t calm me
down enough, I systematically considered all of Mark’s banking accounts I could
probably hack my way into, calculating how much I could siphon off without him
noticing. I wouldn’t do it, but the figure made me feel warm and fuzzy inside.
When I managed to quell my
urge to throttle my friend, I opened my eyes and glared at him. “You got a
honeymoon suite, didn’t you?”
“Do try to act surprised
when I propose. At least you have an easy line. Don’t worry, we’ll call off the
engagement in a month or two.”
“Mark.”
“Yes, dear?”
“Give me a reason I
shouldn’t kill you in your sleep tonight.”
“I’m too good looking to
kill.”
“No.”
“I pay you exceptionally
well for your accounting skills.”
“True, but no.”
“You like me?” His voice
wavered, and I had to work to smother my grin.
“You sound so confident,” I
murmured. “Fine. I like you. A little. I’ll do it, but you, dear Mark, will owe
me.”
Mark’s Adam’s apple bobbed
as he swallowed. “You wouldn’t really try to kill me, would you?”
I grabbed hold of his tie
and yanked down so I could look him in the eye. A smile tugged at the corners
of my mouth. “I wouldn’t bet your life on it, if I were you.”
The little color he did
have fled from his face. I let him go and resumed walking across the park,
whistling a merry tune.
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