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Thanks so much for stopping by to share a cup of coffee and a chat. Every month, I like to reconnect with my favorite authors to catch up and see what’s new in their writing world.
This week I’m thrilled to introduce my friend & author, Jaye Marie. Jaye has a new book to announce called “Ghost of a Chance,” the 4th book in her DI Snow series. It publishes September 27th.
Jaye Marie came to writing rather late but has always loved books.
She enjoys reading many different genres, so was surprised to discover a passion for writing detective thrillers. Four of them to date, with more to follow.
She also enjoys running a website/blog, https://jenanita01.com and loves meeting all the wonderful people who drop in to say hello!Amazon.com
Hi, Colleen. It’s great to share a cup of coffee with you!
Hi Jaye. I’m glad to share that you will interview DI Snow today. How exciting!
I have interviewed David Snow before, but usually in my office. I was visiting him in the hospital this time, where he is recovering from the horrendous injuries he sustained in his last case.
Let me turn the investigation, I mean interview, over to you, Jaye…
I wasn’t sure in what condition I would find him, but he was almost ready to be discharged. It would be a shame to lose him now, as he is one of my better characters. As a writer, I must find out what his plans are for the future. Rumour has it that he is thinking of retiring, but I might have other ideas about that.
Good! I think he’s a fascinating character. So what happened to him?
I found him sitting in a chair by the window in his private hospital room, wearing casual clothes and not the pyjamas I was expecting. The attractive blonde woman sitting on the bed stands up as I approach. He looked up as I pushed open the door with the same boyish grin on his face.
“I’ll be back later, David, and we can finish making the arrangements.”
I watched the door swing shut behind her and wondered what kind of arrangements Jane Bates, the duty solicitor for Guildford police station, could be making with Detective David Snow.
“Hello, David. You’re looking much better than I thought you would. They must be taking good care of you in here.”
“Hi Jaye, yes, they have worked wonders, but it’s time I got out of here.”
“That sounds as though you have a plan of some sort. Care to let me in on it?”
Was I mistaken, or did I see a flicker of uncertainty cross his face? He would have to talk to me, for I was going nowhere until I knew what he was up to.
“Well,” he paused, checking my face for clues as to the purpose of my visit. “I think I know why you’re here, but I don’t think I will be going back to work just yet, maybe never.”
My heart sank.
This was the worst thing he could have said to me, but I had been expecting something of the sort. He must have been dreading telling me, and my face probably reflected my disappointment.
“I’m sorry; I hope you’re not too unhappy. I never thought I would leave the Force. It has been my life for so long, but I’m not getting any younger.”
“Is there a medical reason for this decision?” I was clutching at straws, and he probably knew it.
He laughed… and the nervousness on his face eased immediately.
“No… I have been pronounced fit and good to go. I desperately need a break, though, and Jane and I are thinking of getting married. If you have come to put me back to work, I’m afraid you’ll have a bit of a wait.”
He stood up and walked to the window. I had forgotten how pleasant it was to watch him move. I could see no lasting damage to his body either; he moved like he always did, like an athlete. News of the wedding had come as a pleasant surprise but the thought of never seeing him again was beginning to upset me, so I tried one more question.
“You can’t fool me, David. You can’t just stop being a detective, and a good one at that.”
When he didn’t answer, I changed the subject. “Any news from Kate Devereux lately?”
He frowned as if I had touched a nerve.
“She sends postcards sometimes; it seems her life has changed for the better.”
I sensed a reluctance to talk about Kate, so I stood up to leave. Before I left, I had one last question. I knew I wouldn’t get the answers I hoped for today, but I had the feeling I wouldn’t be losing him after all.
“You will let me know what you decide, won’t you?”
He walked over to me and gently took my hands in his. This close to him, I could smell soap laced with his testosterone. My knees reacted instantly, a fluttery weakness that always occurred near my Snowman. Kate thinks she invented that nickname for him, but it was me all along.
“I will be in touch, Jaye. Don’t ever worry about that.”
And he did, but not quite the way I expected.
He is back in book four of his series, Ghost of a Chance…
Connect with Jaye Marie
Amazon Author page: Amazon.com
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