As I recently informed my readers a few months ago, my former publisher, Vanilla Heart Publishing, went out of business — the Editor/Owner unfortunately suffered a serious health problem and is unable to keep her small press company going and representing her group of authors. (She is STILL one of my closest friends and I wish her well and speedy recovery)
Meanwhile I have been attempting to regain control of my books and begin promoting – also, I am working on new stories! Kimberlee has generously done what she can to help with this transfer. SMASHWORDS has been great and easy to work with… however Amazon has not been quite as speedy in complying.
In the interim, since I have been asked by a few readers for links to my current books, I wanted to remind all that my books are available in e-book formats from SMASHWORDS(I do need to update a few…)
Deputy Sheriff Commander Jake Carson has his hands full… investigation of a brutal multiple homicide, a troubled son and a vindictive ex-wife. He meets young, free-spirited paramedic Julie Jennings. When Julie becomes the subject of an obsession, it puts both of them in danger…
For Matt and Julie, their tour of duty had started out like many others. There had been a call to a minor motor vehicle accident, another for chest pains and one more for a cancer patient who needed to go to the hospital for treatment. Many of the upstate New York communities had contracted with Paramedic services to complement the existing ambulance corps and provide emergency medical response. Whether paid or unpaid, the certified corps always responded with Emergency Medical Technicians who were capable of handling most emergencies. When the Paramedics were dispatched as well, IV drugs and additional hands could often help make critical differences when necessary.
This call had gone out over the radio for a burn victim, so none of the responding police, fire fighters, volunteer ambulance crew nor paramedics were prepared for what they found when they reached this isolated tool shed. From the outside, the grayed wood had seemed serene enough, and the one small window had been caked over with dirt. She didn’t think that she would have given the shed a second glance under normal circumstances. But this was far from normal. No one had anticipated the horror scene inside.