A Penton Flashback Scene-Snippet and Weekly Winners

RedemptionHappy Sunday! It’s coooooold here, finally. Of course, cold is relative, I realize. High today about 45, and that’s downright arctic in my world.

I have been culling out old files and came across the original version of REDEMPTION this weekend. At that time, the book was called STOCKHOLM, and it was more urban fantasy than paranormal romance, or at least it was about 50-50. Aidan’s original name was Galen and Krys’s original name was Bethany. If you like comparing such things, this was the original beginning to Chapter 5. At some point, I ended up ditching the character of Tanner and combining him with the character of Will Ludlam. I brought Tanner in (name only) briefly in ALLEGIANCE.

Galen and Tanner, head of the scathe’s technical operations, walked down the clinic’s central hallway toward the administrative office while Mirren went to retrieve Bethany Harris’s luggage from the LaFayette Inn.
“Our Dr. Harris seems tougher than I expected.” Galen said. “Sure your research was on 
target?”
Tanner eyed him with mock horror. “I’m seriously offended, man. When has my intel ever led you in the wrong direction? I’m telling you, she’s perfect for us. Her life has been a
nightmare. I’ve read the files.”
“Yeah, yeah.” Galen rolled his head from side to side, cracking his neck. “King of the
Internet. Fingers flying over keyboards at the speed of light. I know the song.”
“You forgot handsomest, most likely to succeed, and leaps tall buildings in a single
bound. I’m wounded.”
Galen smiled. “No, what you are is hopeless.” He unlocked the office door and flipped
the switch that simultaneously turned on the three lamps scattered around the room. Their soft light cast dramatic shadows on the deep teal walls and cherry furnishings. 
The office was well-appointed but generic, with a sprinkling of books, a phone, and a desktop computer. Original oil paintings dotted the walls, but they reflected Doc’s tastes, not Galen’s. Outsider art, he’d called it. Since Doc died, scathe members had been using the office as a meeting place, getaway or work space, but nobody had the heart to take down his silly folk paintings.
Galen unbuttoned his suit coat and bent to straighten an area rug in the corner that had
slipped out of place. It covered the intricate hatch door leading to the basement. “Who used this room last?” He looked up as Mirren joined them.
“Lucy, who else?” Mirren leaned against the door facing, arms crossed. “Ran into her
outside and sent her to pick up the doctor’s stuff. She needs something to keep her busy.”
Galen shook his head. One of his best fighters was turning into a head case. “I know
she’s hurting, but she can’t be careless with our day spaces, especially not right now.” Doc had been Lucy’s bonded mate, and he knew how it felt to lose the person you’d built your world around. The pain wouldn’t dull any time soon, so the faster she learned to work through it, the better.
“You’re preaching to the choir, G.” Mirren stretched, which at his height meant palming
the ceiling. “You see Mark’s stomach?”
Galen swept a few stray papers into the drawer and slammed it hard enough to make the
computer monitor on the desktop vibrate. “Yeah, I saw it, and it’s going to leave a scar. He’ll wear the Gaelic word for food on his body the rest of his life.”
“I have a few choice words I’d like to carve into your brother. When we going after him?”
“Soon as I can talk to Mark and find out if Owen sent any messages that weren’t written in blood. I’m guessing he did or Mark wouldn’t be alive. I’d like to consult with the Tribunal, too.” Galen eased into the leather desk chair, pulling his hair back into the tail
again. “But first I have to talk to Bethany Harris and see if she’s still open to coming here or if tonight’s made her want to run back to Georgia. If we have to take her by force, she’ll
be that much harder to recruit. Tanner still thinks she’s a perfect fit for us.”
“I’m asking you, boss, where is your faith?” Tanner ― Michael Tannehill on his birth certificate, and Galen’s newest lieutenant ― had flopped on the sofa underneath the window. “’Sides that, man, who’s gonna do all this computer stuff for you old guys if you start doubting my tech mojo?”
Galen held up his hands in surrender. “Point taken. I guess when you told me about all the abuse, I expected someone a little more…” He shrugged.
“Malleable?” Tanner flashed a broad smile and leaned against the sofa back, long braids
spiraling around his boyish face. “Pliant? Gullible?”
“Kid’s been practicing his vocabulary words.” Mirren walked to the corner and pulled the slats of the blinds apart, looking out at the back parking lot. “She’s a fighter. I mean, out there by herself tonight and she wasn’t afraid of me. Even people I know are afraid of me half the time. Give that some thought.”
Haha–well, Tanner sounds like Will. Galen sounds like Aidan. And Mirrren sounds like himself, minus a few curse words.
Now…did you win a book this week?
Overall, BARSK proved the most interesting overall among the elephant-titled books Friday, but winner DAWN CAVENEE found Elephants and Corpses most intriguing. You have a choice of 1) a digital copy of Elephants and Corpses (it’s not being released in print), 2) one or two books from the TBR Junction page (tab at the top of this page), 3) one of my books in print or digital except Dark Secrets (digital only); or 4) a couple of mystery books from my TBR heap that hasn’t been entered on the page yet. Seriously, there are probably between 500 and a thousand more! So let me know what you prefer by using the contact tab at the top of the page or emailing suzannej3523@gmail.com.
GALENA won the TBR Tuesday visit from Lisa Medley and discussion about life-changing books. You have a choice of 1) one or two books from the TBR Junction page (tab at the top of this page), 2) one of my books in print or digital except Dark Secrets (digital only); or 3) a couple of mystery books from my TBR heap that hasn’t been entered on the page yet. So let me know what you prefer by using the contact tab at the top of the page or emailing suzannej3523@gmail.com.
TIMITRA is this week’s Readers Choice Giveaway winner, and she chose Daniel Jose Older’s Midnight Taxi Tango. Let me know your choice of format and mailing address by using the contact tab at the top of the page or emailing suzannej3523@gmail.com.
Congrats to the winners! And stop by for a new Readers Choice Giveaway tomorrow!

5 thoughts on “A Penton Flashback Scene-Snippet and Weekly Winners

  1. I’m always a fan of the Sunday Snippets, a Flashback-Snippet is a unique treat. But one with a mention of Lucy is special, miss her. Thanks. Congrats to all the book winners.

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