What happens in Reno should stay in Reno. Unfortunately, Red has never learned to keep a secret.
Teresa March and the Team Red detail are off to Nevada to help authorities solve a series of escalating violent crimes. Assault, robbery, rape, and most recently – murder, spreading from Tahoe's rugged lakeside trails to Reno's desert recreation areas. Tensions and altitudes are high.
David remains in Spokane at Marcia's bedside, and Bastian is on the East Coast completing PreClan military software installations. Both men worry about Teresa as she and Red close in on the vicious gang cutting a bloody swath of terror through the Sierra Mountains.
Sifting through forensic evidence is barely finished when tragedy strikes; an avalanche and missing skiers whose only hope is top notch rescue dog. Team Red has never been more in demand.
T. Hammond feels writing is not a calling so much as a compulsion. No one is more surprised than her when characters take over the plot and dialog, (re)directing stories in directions she had not (consciously) intended. Although she starts with a basic framework, she finds that one or two chapters into each novel, not only have characters shredded her outline into tiny unidentifiable pieces, they use the resulting confetti in a nose-thumbing parade. She is fully convinced the writer is merely the tool a story uses to tell its tale.
T’s first Urban Fantasy, Posse: Legends, is scheduled for Spring 2015, and will be her first book outside the Team Red series
Genre: PNR, or as I prefer- LOL Spicy Romance with a paranormal twist
Blind Luck is the sixth and final book in the Team Red series.
The series in order:
1. Blind Seduction (eBook FREE at all major online retailers)
2. Color Blind ($2.99 USD)
3. Blind Faith (2.99)
4. Blind Rage (2.99)
5. Blind-sided (1.99 novellas)
6. Blind Luck (2.99)
I took my window seat, pulling Frost into the spot beside me, the same as we’d traveled before. He resisted for a split second and then capitulated, once Bas took the seat across from me. The special agent looked around uncertainly, finally deciding to sit next to Bas. His confused glance leapt from Bas to my fingers, linked through Frost’s. I imagined a host of inappropriate thoughts were spinning through his mind. Red sat in the aisle, buckled into his harness by an efficient Mindy, head resting on the table between us so he could observe everyone.
Bas had been well-aware of my intention to sit with Frost, understanding my need to provide support. Of course, Bastian couldn’t let it go. “I see you finally found a way to get your hands on my woman,” he teased.
“Go ahead, mock me.” Frost lifted our linked hands. “I’ve got the prize.”
Bastian gifted me with a warm smile. “You do indeed.” He nodded toward our entwined fingers, “I’ll want those back once we land.”
Frost shrugged with feigned nonchalance. “She may decide she’s happier with the upgrade.” His lifted brow, and the twist of humor canting a corner of his lip, suggested he was the better bargain.
“Oh, puleeez.” Red sighed dramatically in my mind.
I tried to keep my amusement to myself, but Bas noticed my silent laughter. His suspicious gaze cut sharply to Red, who must have looked guilty (Janey tells me his ears droop, something I can’t see from his perspective). “Something you wanted to add, furball?”
Red ducked his head under the table, giving me a fantastic view of shoes. For as smart as he was, he often reverted to the classic dog-notion, if I can’t see you, you can’t see me.
“Thought not,” Bastian mumbled.