Realm Walker Series
Book 3
Kathleen Collins
Can she find a killer in a town where the basest
desires are allowed to run free?
There are zombies in the
Dead Zone and Juliana Norris is sent to take care of the problem. And for there
to be zombies, there had to be bodies. When vampires are found to be the
culprits, Juliana is sent undercover in the red light district of Kansas City.
Lying to her mate, Thomas Kendrick, isn’t something she wants to do, but she’s
in another vampire’s territory and Thomas would not be pleased. Besides, she’s
more than capable of doing the job and she needs to prove it to everyone. Most
of all herself.
Charles Morgan is in control
of the Kansas City area, making a rich living off his various enterprises.
Juliana goes undercover at the strip club Lust and gets sucked into his dark,
decadent world. More victims turn up and the Agency is positive they’ve got
their man, but Juliana is not so sure. When the Agency refuses to listen, she
reluctantly turns to Thomas for help. He intervenes but finds Juliana unaware
of the danger she is in and discovers she may just be too deep for him to save.
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Excerpt:
Juliana pulled her coat tighter
around her body as a cold wind whipped in a frenzy sending a chill through her.
She hated the weather in this city, constantly changing without even a weather
mage to blame. Maybe she should try to convince Morgan to bring one in just to
regulate things. At least until she left town. Scanning the area again, she
shook her head. How was she supposed to find a killer in the midst of so much
depravation?
The scene around her seemed as
if it was pulled straight from a public service announcement about the dangers
of prostitution. Hookers and blood slaves staked out their territory, chasing
off those that dared encroach. Flyers littered the fronts of buildings, and
loose ones skittered along the pavement as they raced to freedom. While several
of the men and women plying their trade made eye contact with her, it was
evident that she was poor and not a vampire. Their interest quickly waned and
moved on to the next target. The unclean taint in the air was familiar from the
time she’d spent in Devil’s End in New Hope. Desperation had the same stink no
matter where you were.
Juliana had opted to walk to
work, hoping that immersing herself in the city would help her find a clue, a
suspect. So far it wasn’t working. But it wasn’t as if she thought someone was
go-ing to hop up and down in front of her screaming, “I did it!” It would be
lovely if that was the way things worked, but nothing ever happened the easy way.
Walking
through a neighborhood like this without her sword or her gun was not high on
her list of experiences she cared to ever repeat. Even though she knew
Nathaniel was following dis-cretely not far behind, it did little to ease her
nerves. She trusted the wolf more than most, but a lot could happen in the time
it would take him to get to her.
About the Author:
Kathleen Collins
lives and works in Missouri. By day, she labors in the local prosecutor's
office. At night she writes while surrounded by her husband, two boys and two
loveable mutts. She is constantly thinking of her next project and loves to
connect with her readers. You can fine her most often on Facebook or on her
website.
@kathy_collins
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