Happy Sunday! Well, except for the have-to-work part. I’ve been on day-job deadline crunch for the past few days, which is why the blog disappeared. There’s a big week planned, though, so hopefully the day job will behave itself this week. Thanks to everyone for suggesting a read for me! I have quite a reading list now, and am reading them in the order they were suggested, which means I’ve just started a re-read of Kim Harrison’s DEAD WITCH WALKING. I’ll have an “author’s review” coming soon.
Okay, then, how about a scene-snippet from…BELLE CHASSE? AND how about an ARC giveaway to go with it?
In this scene, DJ and Jean are having a serious conversation about serious topics when they’re interrupted….
A pair of shots rang out from outside, near the front of the house, followed by shouting. A sudden flood of adrenaline doused my fatigue and political confusion.
Jean’s posture straightened, and he rose quickly. “That is Dominique, whose men were watching the transport. Something is amiss.”
Ya think? I ran for my bag and pulled out the staff.
Jean slipped a triangular-bladed dagger from beneath his tunic, wrenched open the door to the study, and strode out ahead of me. As always where the pirate was concerned, I trailed along, a step behind.
I edged around Jean in time to see his older half-brother and fellow pirate captain Dominique Youx dragging a stumbling, bleeding man into the front hallway from outside and shoving him to the floor. I breathed a sigh of relief that it wasn’t Alex, followed by a chaser of disappointment that it wasn’t Alex, topped by a dollop of concern that our friend Ken Hachette had been shot.
Ken, a human NOPD detective who’d recently been clued in about the big bad world surrounding him, had missed all the recent events due to a family emergency that had taken him out of town.
Why would he be coming to Old Barataria alone via Jean Lafitte’s private transport unless Alex sent him? My adrenaline jump-started my heart to another race, this one fueled by worry. Something bad had happened; it was the only explanation.
Jean and Dominique exchanged a rapid-fire torrent of French that went way past my abilities to interpret. “He claims to be a friend to her,” Dominique finally spat out, and I could tell by the way he said her, much as one might say flesh-eating maggot, that he referred to me. He’d never liked me; he considered me a bad influence on his baby brother the immortal pirate. As if.
I somehow don’t think DJ and Dom are ever going to be pals. The real Dominique You (sometimes spelled Youx) might or might not have been Jean Lafitte’s older half-brother. I use that for the series, but historians are divided. What isn’t in doubt is that Dom was Jean’s closest “lieutenant” and good friend. After the War of 1812, when Jean went back to his old privateering ways, Dom remained in New Orleans and walked the straight and narrow. He is buried in St. Louis Cemetery No. 2. Here’s his tomb and a closeup of his name plate:
Okay, so, did you win something this week? If so, please email me at suzannej3523 at gmail or via the contact link on this page and let me know your email or mailing address.
JOLENE won a $5 Amazon gift card for helping build my new reading list!
ERIN F won this week’s Reader’s Choice giveaway and chose Casey Wyatt’s DEAD GIRLS DON’T CRY. Please let me know if you still want this book, and whether you prefer digital or print.
Now, want to win an ARC of BELLE CHASSE? Just leave your name in the comments section and I’ll announce the winner next Sunday. I will be doing a couple of Facebook giveaways in the coming weeks as well, so stay tuned to my FB page if you’re on there.
While you don’t HAVE to leave a review on Amazon when the book goes on sale Nov. 8, it would be much appreciated.