latest murder case he quickly becomes aware that something isn’t
something he doesn’t understand.
unravel. As the body count rises Tony must scramble to adapt to this
new supernatural world. A supernatural world that wants nothing to do
with him and will shut him out at all costs. Until the killer’s
attention turns to Tony. Now he must work within the supernatural
community’s rules if he is going to come out of this case alive.
things Tony knows are real.
be a cake walk.
jump to supernatural conclusions. Is his jarring previous case making
him paranoid or is there more to this murder than meets the eye?
Coordinator a local university. She loves to read, write and create
characters. As well as knit and binge watch Netflix. She is also on a
sporadic book blog and internet radio show with some of her college
friends. She currently lives with her husband and their mischievous
Rotti mix, who always seems to find something new she shouldn’t be
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What is something unique/quirky about you?
I have an undying love for all things Ghostbusters. Every time the original movie comes back to theaters, for whatever reason, I cajole my husband into going and seeing it with me. I’m always very disappointed when there is less than a handful of people in the theater.
The second movie was the first movie I ever saw in theaters. I loved the first one so much my dad took me to see it and I remember when Vigo the Carpathian started coming out of his painting my little three-year-old mind didn’t understand that he was only going to come out of the painting and not come out of the movie screen. So I clutched my dad’s arm and buried my head knowing that if something was going to happen my dad would get me out of there safely. You can imagine my relief when he didn’t pop out of theater screen but found it was sufficient for him to just attack the Ghostbusters. I think because it’s the first movie I saw theaters that is why the second one is my favorite out of the three Ghostbusters movies.
Tell us something really interesting that’s happened to you!
I don’t know if happens to me is the right word, but the first interesting event that I can think of is when I graduated college I went down to Florida for an internship at Disney World. I just thought it would be an interesting life experience that I would love to try. I actually convinced three of my other college friends to go with me which I consider quite an accomplishment. It was an interesting life experience that I enjoyed and them definitely glad that I did.
What are some of your pet peeves?
When people are rude to customer service personnel. I know that’s a really cheesy answer but every time I see somebody being rude to wait staff or a cashier or something along those lines I get very irritated. There’s just no reason to be rude to them most of the time. They’re doing something for you.
Where were you born/grew up at?
Other than my stint in Florida after college, and going to college in Ellensburg I have spent my entire life circling the Puget Sound. Though I have not made it to the Peninsula yet I’ve lived north of Seattle, in Seattle, east of Seattle, and south of Seattle.
Who is your hero and why?
I don’t think I have one. There are people that I look up to in various aspects of my life for various reasons but there is no one specifically that I would consider a hero.
What kind of world ruler would you be?
A friend of mine made a joke about me ruling the world in college and we agreed that if I woke up one day ruler of the world I would probably spend the first day hidden under a blanket trying to figure out how the heck I became leader of the world. Once that initial shock wore off and I figured out what happened. I would try to find out if I have to worry about assassination attempts.
What are you passionate about these days?
Writing, I am definitely most passionate about writing. It might be cliché, but I love world building and telling stories so being able to just put that story out there into the universe for other people to enjoy is such an amazing thing that I am so grateful that I get to do.
What do you do to unwind and relax?
I do one of two things: lay on the couch and watch Netflix, usually something upbeat and happy. And I will do that for hours until I get near the end of the day when I’m disgusted with myself for not accomplishing anything. Or I will read, I love reading and I always have.
One of my greatest joys in life is that in my den, where my writing desk is, we have four bookcases that are half-full with books, the rest are currently still in moving boxes, and when I get really stressed out I will walk into the den look at my writing desk and then look at all the books on the shelves and just seeing all of those worlds and stories laying out in front of me with endless possibilities for me to enjoy and dive into tends to make me relax and calm down a little bit.
Describe yourself in 5 words or less!
Oh shoot, okay let’s see if I can do this: sarcastic, creative, excitable, random. Yes, I think that works.
When did you first consider yourself a writer?
I first considered myself a writer when my second or third book was out. And even then it was probably a little touch and go. I’ve been writing ever since I was four or five years old. By writing and me making up stories I couldn’t necessarily write when I was that young. But I didn’t consider it a part of who I was it was just something I enjoy doing.
Even when I published my first book it was just that, publishing a first book. Being a writer hadn’t integrated itself into my personality and to how I saw myself. It was just something I enjoyed doing and wanted to do for a living. Which anyone who’s been friends with me for a long time thinks is utterly absurd. But once that second or third book was out I knew that it was part of who I was, otherwise I wouldn’t still be doing it. And it took me a little while after that to fully integrate it so that I was self-aware that I was a writer. Mostly I think I was in denial because it was something I wanted so badly that it seemed almost impossible for me to qualify for that title. I kind of had to accept and let myself use that title probably way after it would’ve been an appropriate descriptor to use.
Do you have a favorite movie?
You can probably guess that it is second Ghostbusters movie. It does five back and forth with a couple of other movies my top five jockey around a bit depending on how I’m feeling in any given time. But the Ghostbusters movies as a group are usually in the top three, the other two are at The Saint, that movie in the 90s with Val Kilmer and Elizabeth Shue. Last is a French film called Brotherhood of the Wolf.
Which of your novels can you imagine made into a movie?
I really struggle imagining my novels as movies or TV shows because it’s such a neat idea and I know that I would freak out for months on end with lots of screaming in excitement that it doesn’t seem like a real possibility. So, as a general rule, I don’t think too much about it. As for which would be the easiest to make into a movie I think that would be the Hollownton series. I think those would be the easiest and most marketable to make in movies, but I don’t know.
The four of them headed up the driveway with the two uniforms peeling off as Rick and Tony passed Rick’s car. Luckily, Tony was wearing a button up today so he simply hung his badge out of his shirt pocket so it was visible and put his hands behind his back, hiding the radio. He knew Rick would probably do all the talking, which would make it easier to be inconspicuous. As they walked farther up the drive, they saw the grey Prius that matched Mercedes’ car’s description. However, the red truck was nowhere in sight. There was a garage separating the duplex on either side so it could’ve been in there for all he knew.
Rick rang the doorbell and they both waited. Part of Tony hoped that all this was just a coincidence and that these two college kids hadn’t murdered a woman and mutilated her body over an internship. Even though all the evidence was pointing quite blatantly towards them as the killers. There was some noise on the other side of the door and he exchanged glances with Rick. Tony cleared up one of his hands in case he needed to grab his weapon. His adrenaline began to shoot through his blood and his heart beat faster but he hoped the kids would just open the door like a regular household and not cause any problems.
After what seemed like an eternity, the door cracked open and the smell of pot blasted out into the cool outdoor air; it was clearly much warmer in the house. The kid that stood in the doorway looked pretty young. He was definitely college-aged; Tony would’ve been surprised if the kid was actually old enough to drink.
“Brian Summers?” Rick asked.
The blond kid in front of them blinked a few times before nodding slowly. “Yeah, what of it?”
Rick put his badge closer to the young man’s face. “I’m Detective Nelson and this is my partner; we’re hoping to ask you and your girlfriend, Mercedes Foster some questions about last night.”
There was a beat as if the kid was processing what Rick said, then his eyes went wide and before anyone said anything else the door slammed in their faces, they heard it lock, then yelling and what sounded like somebody running to the back of the house.
“Oh crap, looks like they’re gonna make a run for it,” said one of the cops behind Tony and Rick. “Don’t worry about it, we’ll circle around the back, you guys come in from the front.” With that Tony saw out the corner of his eyes the two men run around the house, guns drawn at a low ready position.
Pounding on the door, Rick yelled at the top of his lungs, “Brian, Mercedes, this is the police. You need to open this door and talk to us or we’re going to have to bring you down to the station. Running away or any delay tactics are only going to look bad for you. We need to talk to you. Come outside now.”
There was no answer but before they could negotiate how to kick the front door down they heard a shriek around back. They exchanged glances before splitting up and taking off after the two uniforms around the back of the house.
Tony’s heart was pounding in his years as his blood raced through his system. He couldn’t believe what was happening. It had been so long since somebody tried to run on them. By the time he got to the back of the house, he could see on the other side of the short chain link fence that one of the cops had Brian on the ground and was cuffing him while the other was struggling with Mercedes, who was screaming and trying to break loose of his hold.
Before he could jump the fence, Tony saw Rick go through the open gates on the other side. At the same time Mercedes landed a kick between the legs of the officer she was wrestling with. Rick got there just in time to grab her arms and hook the second cuff on her.
“If you don’t calm yourself down right now you’re going to get arrested and charged with assaulting an officer, do you really want that on your record?” Rick asked her, speaking much louder than he needed to.
That moment Mercedes seemed to see she and her boyfriend were outnumbered and calm down a bit.
“We are going to put you and your boyfriend in the back of a squad car and take you downtown. Hopefully that will give you some time to cool off a little bit and my partner and I can ask you some questions,” Rick explained.
In response, Mercedes ended her struggle to get away.