Today’s the day! My new book is offically out!
HER BROTHER’S KEEPER is book #3 in the Jane Barnaby Adventures – international intrigue and thrills with our heroine, an archaeology student who keeps finding herself in hot water.
In the first two books of the series, Jane’s had to face off with international art thieves, con artists, mysteries dating back to World War 2, and even an actual Nazi. This time, all she wants is a peaceful family vacation in Spain. She’s invited her father, his fiance (who’s only a couple of years older than Jane herself) and her twin brother, who she doesn’t quite get along with. She’s hoping a few days of sun and beaches will lead to family peace.
Unfortunately, things go awry when her brother gets himself seduced by a stranger in the hotel bar – who turns out to be a Russian jewel thief. And things only go downhill from there…
It’s also available as a fantastic audiobook.
You can listen to a sample on Soundcloud, and you can see an amazing video of my narrator, Cait Frizzell (who’s a professional opera singer) on YouTube. Seriously, if you don’t click anything else in this post, and you don’t care about my book, you still NEED to watch the video of Cait showing off her vocal talent. You’ll thank me afterwards, I promise.
This is a little illustration of our heroine (on the left), and her future stepmother (on the right). As usual, Jane is running headlong into trouble…
Finally, here’s an excerpt from the book:
She put on her bathrobe and slippers and headed for the shower. En route, she noticed that her brother’s door was open. Or, more likely, it had never been closed last night. If the unrumpled sheets and un-unpacked luggage were any indication, he hadn’t come back to the house at all. Which meant – no, that wasn’t possible.
It couldn’t be. He couldn’t have spent the night with that woman, could he? As far as she knew, he’d never picked up – or been picked up by – a strange girl at a bar. Or anywhere else, for that matter. He’d never had a one night stand. It wasn’t in his nature. And he absolutely wasn’t the type that a predator like the blonde in the miniskirt would go for.
What other explanation was there, though? If he’d gotten so drunk he couldn’t walk back to the house, someone at the hotel would have called the house to come collect him. It had happened before. The hotel staff all knew about Bill Welldon and his archaeology volunteers, and if someone got themselves “into a state,” as Bill put it, they always made sure the unfortunate volunteer got back to the house safely.
Maybe he really had hit it off with the woman, unlikely as it seemed. Being on vacation changed people sometimes. Knowing he’d never see the woman again, and with a few drinks in him, maybe he’d found a new confidence that had led him to take a chance he’d never have taken otherwise. And maybe it had worked out. Stranger things had happened, after all. Not that she could think of any examples at the moment, but surely they must have.