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Saturday, September 25, 2021

A Lifetime Ago by Jim Ody - Book Tour

 

Book Blurb
This is a tale about how the events of one day have such catastrophic consequences on the future.

Hudson Bell is a consultant for the police. A former DI, he spends his days helping to find missing children.

May and her son go on a road trip to celebrate his birthday; Robert and Nadia buy their dream house by the sea.

But as each look to enjoy a new life, none of them can shake off what happened on that fateful day. One of them blames the others and will stop at nothing to seek revenge.

One accident and five lives changed forever.

 

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Amazon UK - https://www.amazon.co.uk/Lifetime-Ago-Hudson-Bell-Book-ebook/dp/B084TMZ87J

Amazon US - https://www.amazon.com/Lifetime-Ago-Hudson-Bell-Book-ebook/dp/B084TMZ87J


 Excerpt
Jez was a tall and skinny guy who was a little odd-looking. He was an IT and gadget expert, but as if to offset this, Jez acted like he was still eighteen. He was far from that actually being deep within his forties, and with a habit of saying the first thing that came into his mind. More often than not, Hudson was left to smooth things over, apologise and keep the peace. It was also strange to know he was married. His wife Cass was a short firecracker who was relatively normal, and kept him in line. Despite her bark, she did have a playful side to her. The video of her that Jez had sent him was not the first. It was also the reason Hudson was picking him up on the curb like some cheap hooker rather than knocking on his door. He felt he’d seen Cass almost as much naked as he had fully clothed.

“Here he is!” Jez said, beaming as Hudson pulled up beside him. This morning Jez was wearing a white shirt with frills on it more commonly seen in an American rodeo.

“Morning, Cowboy!”

“Eh?” Jez looked confused as he opened the passenger door, and folded himself into the seat.

“Really?” Hudson grinned. “You wear that shirt, and don’t think I’m going to mention it?”

Jez looked down at himself like he’d forgotten what he was wearing. “It was clean,” he said like that was an acceptable answer.

“So are my swimming trunks, but I’m not wearing them.”

Jez shrugged. “Too many people worry about what other people think.”

“And they are people who wish to remain employed.”

They were off to an official meeting with the people who contracted them, and Jez had decided to go in fancy dress. That was just like him.

Hudson had on a pressed shirt. He didn’t like dressing up either, but you had to understand how things worked. If they had to look their best once in while in order to help right the wrongs in life then so be it. Not wishing to quote Elton John, it was no sacrifice, or little anyway, he conceded.

“Just remember our usual rules, okay?” Hudson said.

Jez tapped his knees that were almost under his chin. “Be polite and let you do the talking.”

It sounded childish, but Jez had got them into a lot of hot water in the past.

“Remember the first time I met you?” Hudson grinned as they hit the duel carriageway that would take them to the police station.

“You tried to give me money,” Jez said shaking his head. “You mumbled something about charity.”

Hudson realised he had a goofy smile on. “I thought you were trying to look like Shaggy from Scooby Doo!”

Jez sighed like the mere memory was hurting his feelings. “I thought you were a bit simple in the head. I just happened to be wearing a green sweater with brown trousers.”

“Bell-bottoms.”

“They were just a bit baggy.”

Hudson laughed at that. “Baggy?” He turned grinning. “Baggy is slightly more loose than normal, whereas those could’ve smuggled in at least four of Snow White’s little stalkers!”

“I bet you don’t joke like this when we see the sergeant.”

That dropped the smile from Hudson’s face, as he replied, “No, I won’t, and you hadn’t better either!”

“You think the sarge likes Miley Cyrus?” he grinned wiggling his phone in a threatening manner.

“Don’t even joke.”

Jim writes dark psychological/thrillers, Horror and YA books that have endings you won’t see coming, and favours stories packed with wit. He has written over a dozen novels and many more short-stories spanning many genres.

Jim has a very strange sense of humour and is often considered a little odd.  When not writing he will be found playing the drums, watching football and eating chocolate. He lives with his long-suffering wife, three beautiful children and two indignant cats in Swindon, Wiltshire UK.


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Amazon : https://www.amazon.co.uk/Jim-Ody/e/B019A6AMSY/



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