Deadly Shadow by Kim Cresswell - Book Tour + Giveaway
Deadly Shadow
The Assassin Chronicles Book 1
by Kim Cresswell
Genre:
Paranormal Suspense Thriller
Paranormal Suspense Thriller
The Assassin Chronicles TV series is in development with Council Tree Productions.
Two recent murders. Two serial killers. A conspiracy that reaches beyond the physical world.
Consumed with grief over the tragic death of her husband, FBI agent Victory
McClane is obsessed with finding Ohio's serial killer, "The Wrapper".
McClane is obsessed with finding Ohio's serial killer, "The Wrapper".
When another young woman turns up dead and the victim is linked to Derrick
Lynn, son of the Secretary of Defense, Victory finds Derrick has all
the right answers and is a little too helpful.
Lynn, son of the Secretary of Defense, Victory finds Derrick has all
the right answers and is a little too helpful.
Derrick has a secret: He's a government assassin who uses his unusual
paranormal skills to eliminate targets. Determined to keep his own
secrets buried, he offers to help find The Wrapper.
paranormal skills to eliminate targets. Determined to keep his own
secrets buried, he offers to help find The Wrapper.
But can Victory trust him?
As the body count rises, Victory must cross a dangerous line--into a
world of government cover-ups, murder, and betrayal--a decision that
will test her limits. And everything she believes in.
world of government cover-ups, murder, and betrayal--a decision that
will test her limits. And everything she believes in.
The battle between good and evil begins! Deadly Shadow is the first book
in the gripping paranormal/supernatural thriller series, an
action-packed blend of suspense and mystery for detective and crime
book lovers.
in the gripping paranormal/supernatural thriller series, an
action-packed blend of suspense and mystery for detective and crime
book lovers.
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In the warmth of the SUV, Victory clutched her cup of coffee with both
hands, and stared at her partner.
Ryan glanced at her, then back
to the road. “I’m still thinking.”
“You've been thinking for five
minutes, at least.”
“Okay.” He sighed. “His father
is...my father's son...and I have no siblings.”
“That's established.”
“My father's son...me...is...my
grandfather. The man is my grandfather.” He slapped the steering wheel in
triumph, then flicked on the turning signal and turned right.
“How'd you ever become an FBI
agent?”
“My uncle bought my way in.” He
grinned. “Is it his uncle?”
“What?”
“That man’s father is his
uncle.”
“No. Jesus C—”
The car ahead came to a dead stop.
“Watch out, Ryan!”
“Jesus.” He stomped the brake.
The seatbelt tightened across her chest. Luke-warm coffee splashed
onto her jeans. The Chevy Suburban fishtailed and slid on the snow-covered
road, finally coming to a stop almost kissing the bumper of the car ahead. The
driver of the car suddenly turned on his hazard lights.
Ryan tossed the vehicle into reverse, and then drove around the
car.
Victory set her coffee in the holder between the seats and glared
at the driver as they passed. “A little late for that, don’t
ya think, pal?”
The driver gave her the finger.
She shook her head. “Moron. Don’t people stay home
anymore in crappy weather?"
“Guess not. The first November
snowfall brings out all the idiots.”
She hated November. Hated the snow. It reminded her of death.
“You seem a little off tonight,
Vic. You okay?”
“Eighteen-hour day so far and
no end in sight, apparently. I hate celebrity crimes. And I'm going to be
forty-five years old in a couple days. That's halfway to fifty, in case your
math skills are as poor as your riddle-solving skills. At least Jade's coming
home for my birthday so there's that but, Jesus...forty-five.”
“I can’t imagine.”
“Says the guy born nine days
after me.”
“Hey, I’m just a kid compared
to you, and always will be.”
Victory watched
the giant snowflakes disintegrate on the windshield. “Man, what do you think we’ll find there? The friggin’ ghost of
Houdini? I doubt it’s nearly as perplexing as we’ve been told. We shouldn’t
have to deal with this, not when…why aren’t the locals handling it?”
“Bullington was an important
guy.”
“He wasn’t the least bit
important.”
“He was hugely popular. Popular
and important have become synonyms in this wacky new age of alternate facts and
the divine right of media personalities,” Ryan said dismissively before
returning to the issue at hand. “I guess when the Bureau was called in, the
brass figured they needed the top players for this game.”
“Like the guy who can’t figure
out a simple riddle and his elderly partner?”
“Is it my cousin?”
Victory shook her head again. “You ever listen to him? Bullington?”
“Hardly my cup of Sanka. I’m
not big on politics or government conspiracies. Except for JFK. That one still
doesn’t feel right to me.”
“Someone told me Bullington
said the Obama birther thing was just a ruse to obfuscate the fact he really
came from...” She pointed out the window at the sky. “…up there somewhere and
dropped in to find out what really happened to his pals at Area 51 back in the
day.”
“Well, the Bullington-types
always said he was some kind of alien.”
Victory rolled her eyes.
Ryan grinned. “So Big Mouth was kooky, or
just capitalized well off other kooks, but I don’t know who would’ve wanted to
blow his brains out.”
The guy hadn’t earned the name ‘Big Mouth’
for keeping his big mouth shut. He was controversial about anything and
everything from gun control to religion to racism. There was probably a
mile-long list of people who wanted to shut the man up for good.
Victory took a drink of her coffee. “Profiting from others, further dividing the country and fueling
dissent for no reason other than money and fame? Who wouldn't want to kill
him?”
“Point taken,” Ryan said.
Flashing red and blue lights came into view ahead, and so did
Eddie Bullington’s vulgar, gated mansion, lit
to the hilt.
Ryan stopped the SUV behind one of the many police cruisers parked
on the street.
Victory pulled the FBI badge that was hanging down her shirt and
put it on the outside of her Bureau-issued winter coat. They opened their doors
at the same time and got out of the vehicle.
Kim Cresswell is the award-winning Canadian author of the action-packed
Whitney Steel series. Kim recently signed a 3-book translation deal
with LUZIFER Verlag for the first three books in the series: Reflection,
Retribution and Resurrect.
The popular series will be published in German beginning in 2018. Her
novel, Reflection, has won numerous awards and the book trailer was featured online at
USA Today.
Whitney Steel series. Kim recently signed a 3-book translation deal
with LUZIFER Verlag for the first three books in the series: Reflection,
Retribution and Resurrect.
The popular series will be published in German beginning in 2018. Her
novel, Reflection, has won numerous awards and the book trailer was featured online at
USA Today.
She has also published two Kindle Worlds novellas (Jet: Oblivion, Jet: Duplicity),
featuring characters from her Whitney Steel series and JET from
Russell Blake's New York Times and USA Today
bestselling JET action thriller series.
featuring characters from her Whitney Steel series and JET from
Russell Blake's New York Times and USA Today
bestselling JET action thriller series.
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