After a few months break editing a terrific inspirational memoir, I’m back at work on Desperation Falls, Book 3 of the Perilous Safety Series. Teal Kinshaw is stealing food from Lena’s cabin at Storm Lake, California, and Lena has just been introduced to Alex Storm:
Then she stopped breathing altogether as a man stepped forward from where he’d been hidden from view on the other side of the refrigerator. He had close-cut brown hair, hard eyes that took her in with a head-to-foot sweep, and a face that looked like someone had taken the flat of a shovel to it—more than once. This was a man who’d lived a hard life. Or still did.
Still, there was something compelling about his dark eyes, the way they scanned her features from hair to chin, then lingered on her mouth. If there had been a sketch artist handy, Lena had no doubt Alex Stone could have given a perfect description of her. She reminded herself to breathe.
Lena knew before she accepted his outstretched hand it was a bad idea. She should have backed two steps out of the kitchen and fled to her Jeep. However, doing that and maintaining any semblance of decorum seemed remote, and she didn’t want to hurt Mrs. H’s feelings. Still, it might have been the safer choice.
Stone’s hand wrapped around hers, surprising her. It felt like a bricklayer’s might, toughened by years of working with … well, stone. Hands told a lot about a person. They could be soft, hard, sweaty, sullied by white-collar crime, trembling, or rough.
Stone’s were strong enough to kill.
Ahh, it’s good to be back at Storm Lake. I can’t wait to see what happens next!!