13 October 2015

Please welcome author Susanne Matthews

I'm delighted to welcome Susanne Matthews to THoR today and learn more about her latest, upcoming book release The White Lily, Book Two, The Harvester Series.

About the author:
Susanne Matthews was born and raised in Cornwall, Ontario, Canada. She’s always been an avid reader of all types of books, but with a penchant for happily ever after romances. In her imagination, she travelled to foreign lands, past and present, and soared into the future. A retired educator, Susanne spends her time writing and creating adventures for her readers. She loves the ins and outs of romance, and the complex journey it takes to get from the first word to the last period of a novel. As she writes, her characters take on a life of their own, and she shares their fears and agonies on the road to self-discovery and love. 
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The White Lily, Book Two, The Harvester Series

Book Blurb: Sensuality Level: Sensual

The Harvester is out there...watching, waiting, biding his time.

FBI cult specialist Lilith Munroe lives in dread that one day the man who tortured her when a case went bad will find her again. So leaving her sanctuary in Quantico to join the Harvester Task Force in Boston is her version of hell. But the Harvester is kidnapping babies, and Lilith's profiling skills may mean the difference between life and death for the most innocent in society.

Australian millionaire and former member of the New Horizon commune Jacob Andrews returns to the United States searching for his sister. Instead of the happy reunion he expects, he discovers she is dead and his twin brother may be responsible. He agrees to lend his law enforcement skills to help find his former cult leader before the man can implement his plan to kill millions.

Now uneasy partners, Jacob and Lilith must learn to trust each other even as they fight their growing attraction. But when Lilith's greatest fears materialize, will Jacob be able to set aside his anger and save the woman he loves?
The doors closed, and the elevator moved smoothly up to its destination, jerking to a stop as a bell sounded. When the doors slid open, they revealed a large room containing six desks and a floor-to-ceiling whiteboard covered in photographs and notes. Those disturbing pictures had been in the file she’d been given; some of them had shown up in last night’s dreams. Keeping it all together here, especially with that wall always on display, was going to be harder than she’d thought.

“Welcome to the bullpen. That’s our brainstorming area, but it hasn’t seen any action in months. My desk is the one on the right. That mess over there belongs to my partner Tom Adams. Believe it or not, he can find anything on there in seconds. Calls it organized chaos.”

She chuckled. “I work with a guy at Quantico with the same filing system. Where will I set up?”

“Not sure. Maybe at one of the empty desks here, or Trevor might let you use an interview room. It’ll depend on how much space you need. We have a few uniformed officers attached to us, too, but only two or three of them are here at any given time. Trevor’s office is down this hall.”

Rob knocked on the first closed door and opened it.

Special Agent Trevor Clark, task force leader, sat in a leather chair behind a massive oak desk. The man, broad shouldered with a headful of closely cropped, dark brown hair, looked up, took off his glasses, and rose to greet her. He held out his hand.

“Agent Munroe, I’m sorry for the short notice. Thanks for coming so quickly.”

“Agent Clark,” she said, reaching for his hand, her ice-queen mask firmly in place now. “I’d say it hadn’t been a problem if I had any reason to believe I belonged here.”

Rob cleared his throat. “I’ll be at my desk if you need me.”

“No, stay. You might as well hear this now.”

Trevor returned to his chair and indicated the one in front of his desk. Lilith sat, feeling like a delinquent child called into the principal’s office. Maybe she should try to curb the sarcasm and bitchiness. She had to work with these people whether she liked it or not.

“Call me Trevor. We’re informal up here, more like family, considering what we’ve been through. I don’t blame you for being miffed about this cloak and dagger secrecy, but after what happened ... How much do you know about Garett Pierce?”

“The man I’m supposed to be replacing? Just what’s in the file,” she answered. “Apparently, he was one of the agency’s top men, went rogue, and is now wanted on rape and murder charges. I’ve heard some office chitchat about him, but since I tend to keep to myself...” She shrugged.

“The man has given the FBI a black eye, making fools out of us.” Trevor’s anger was palpable. A glance at Rob’s clenched jaw and fisted hands showed he shared that opinion.

“I worked with him in New Mexico when I first started with the agency,” Trevor continued. “He served in Iraq where he earned himself a chest-full of medals. When he applied to the FBI, they accepted him without question. The man was a contradiction in terms, but got the job done—or at least we thought he did. Half the time, he looked like he’d slept in his clothes, but that was part of his persona. When these killings started, he volunteered as liaison between the FBI and Boston PD. I recommended him for that position, trusted his reports and his judgment, and almost got everyone killed. Tom Adams, the other detective who’s part of this team, saw through him right from the start. It took me a long time to believe Pierce was a traitor and a cold-blooded killer, but in the end, the proof of his guilt was undeniable. When he ran, he sealed his fate. Make no mistake, I want the Harvester or Prophet or whatever else he calls himself, but I want Pierce even more.”

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1 comment:

Guilie Castillo said...

Sounds like a good one! Much success to Susanne and the series :)
Guilie @ Quiet Laughter