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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Excerpt
“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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