Book Excerpt
If she had expected her statement to create a
sensation, she would have been disappointed. Fortunately, she never expected
much of anything from the detectives, didn’t care whether they believed her,
responded to them only when they were too rude to let slide, which was often,
but not so often that it made any kind of dent in her steely exterior. There
were frowns, there were glances exchanged, there were the usual skeptical
lip-curlings and nostril-flarings, even a couple of eye-rollings. Only Dalton,
Matt, and Jeb showed any signs of concern. Nola had never talked about a person
before, only places. One thing was no different this time from all the others,
though: she sounded absolutely certain of the truth of her words.
And yet in truth, she wasn’t certain at all.
“Care to elaborate?” Of course Marshall
Schultz was the first to respond, and of course he made sure to use the snarky
tone he usually took with her.
“I … can’t. I don’t know what it means,
whether he’s witnessed it or covered for it or done it—or wants to do it. Or
something else entirely. I’m not sure. I just know …” There were suddenly so
many unblinking eyes on her that she could only finish with, “That’s all I have
to say.” She nodded awkwardly to Jack Dalton and dashed out of the room, out of
the building, to the parking lot, where she got into her car, drove three
blocks to a grocery store, and parked again. She hadn’t wanted any of the
detectives to see her sitting in her car, but she was too wound up to keep
driving.
Something different had happened in that
house that morning, something she didn’t understand.
She had heard voices.
As soon as she admitted this to herself, she
wanted to laugh hysterically. Voices! Three years it had taken her to build up
the PD’s grudging belief that she wasn’t a kook or a charlatan, in large part
because she made it clear that what she did was based in science and not
psychosis. She was an objective observer who recorded data. That was all. Until
now. Now she was hearing voices.
“A trace can’t talk,” she muttered. “A trace
has no consciousness. It’s particles, energy. It isn’t a ghost.” She caught
herself before she could say, “There’s no such thing as ghosts,” which would
have been just too ridiculously B-grade horror movie.
But there was no escaping what she had heard:
Help me. Over and over, a desperate cry to be saved. It wasn’t coming
from any trace attached to the house. The cries were mobile, moving through
space, following the man who had been standing next to her when she first
entered the room.
About the Books
TRACE
She knows what happens when you die.
Nola Lantry is a tracist: she can sense
the particles of energy that are released when the human body expires.
It’s a somewhat gruesome ability, but Nola uses it to bring some meaning
to her otherwise drab life in upstate New York by assisting the Redfort
Police Department on missing person cases. When the richest man in
town, Culver Bryant, disappears, Nola finds herself in the middle of a
case that is both baffling and increasingly dangerous, the danger
appearing in the form of death threats as well as the missing man’s
brother, Grayson. Does Grayson Bryant pursue Nola to seduce her or to
stop her—and why does Nola feel a connection with him despite her
mistrust?
VIBE/SYNC
Barely
a week has passed since she solved her last case and Nola Lantri is
already involved in several new mysteries—with a couple of people who
may be just as unusual as Nola herself.
Part 1: Vibe
Eric Lafferty has returned to Redfort
City a little too late for his father’s funeral but just in time to get
mixed-up in a mystery that involves Nola Lantri, Grayson Bryant, a dead
girl and a missing woman. Eric’s ability to read the vibrational changes
in brain waves should be an asset, yet it only seems to make life more
difficult for him—and given that he and Nola might be the next victims,
things are difficult enough.
Part 2: Sync
Emjay used to steal things—nothing big,
just enough to get by—but after a terrible accident changes her life,
Emjay has only one thing on her mind: revenge. Suddenly private
investigator Nola Lantri appears and questions Emjay about her past—and
informs her that the mysterious man she works for has a complicated past
of his own. Emjay must figure out the best use of her odd ability to
“sync,” a technique intended to help people heal—but one that also can
cause a lot of harm.
Author Bio
Letitia
L. Moffitt was born and raised in Hawaii. She received a doctoral
degree in English/Creative Writing from Binghamton University. Her first
novel, Sidewalk Dancing, was published by Atticus Books in November 2013. Her novel Trace—Book 1 of the TraceWorld series—was published by Cantraip Press in March 2015. Vibe/Sync,
Book 2 of the series, will be released by Cantraip Press in April
2016. In her spare time Moffitt runs ultramarathons and blogs about her
experiences at http://letitiamoffitt.blogspot.com.
Links
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