Sarah Meets the Sheriff-
Here's an excerpt from the upcoming 3rd book of the Nexus series. I thought you all might enjoy it. I'm working on Chapter 17 now, so I'm almost halfway. If life doesn't get in the way, I'll be done in late Sept. or early Oct. Thanks for reading!
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All eyes were riveted to a gleaming black Escalade as the door swung open and a furious tornado of pony-tailed blond, garbed in form-fitting black tactical wear whirled out and upon them.
Strickland thought he could hear the man softly whispering under his breath, “please don’t kill them, please don’t kill them,” over and over.
That made no sense- why should the man be worried about six deputies confronting an unarmed girl?
“That’s far enough young lady!” Strickland said firmly as Lennie attempted to halt her advance.
“Not far enough old fart,” replied the blond, as she effortlessly slipped around the lumbering Lennie and fixed Strickland with the most piercing blue eyes he had ever seen.
She should have been beautiful with her long tight body, supermodel high cheekbones, and full lips. But instead, she was beautifully terrifying in the way that a wild cat was right before it ripped your throat out. Strangely, Strickland forgot all about the Glock he had under his hand. He knew he could never reach it in time anyway.
“Now, what in the absolute fuck is going on here? Ben you need anything?” the blond vision said with a glance toward the driver.
“No, no, Sarah it’s all good. I was just about to join my buddy here for a little discussion,” said the driver as he opened the door to get out.
Strickland let out a breath he didn’t realize he’d been holding. Why did he get the feeling that if ‘Ben’ hadn’t been okay, they all would have regretted it?
He had to do something to get control back now.
“Lennie, cuff her,” ordered Strickland.
“Sarah…don’t,” said Clarkson in a low warning tone.
Sarah just smiled in a disarmingly innocent way and turned around with her hands behind her back to make it easy for the deputy.
Lennie roughly snatched her wrists and slapped cuffs on her- ratcheting them down tightly.
The young woman turned back around seemingly unbothered.
‘Now…” started Strickland only to be interrupted by a sharp ‘ping’ from behind the girl's back.
“Will you look at that? They just broke! Here you go, deputy. Maybe next time spring for the expensive ones. A girl likes to know she’s worth the good stuff when you give her jewelry,” said the girl as she handed the pieces of the handcuffs back to the stunned deputy. “Chrome-plated bracelets just aren’t my thing anyhow,” she added with a grin.
“Say, Sheriff why don’t we just assume that I’ll come peacefully back with you to the station and answer any questions you might have about today,” said Clarkson holding out his hands for the cuffs.
“Uh, okay, then let’s go,” said Strickland slapping his own pair of cuffs onto the perp’s outstretched hands
“You know what to do Sarah and you know what the priority is.” said the Clarkson.
“Yes, Ben. Don’t worry, we got this.” the girl said as Strickland led him to his patrol car.
“Oh Sheriff, one thing. If he gets so much as a hangnail, I’m coming for you.” said the girl in a clear sweet voice as Strickland got into his patrol car.
Strickland glanced back at her, about to warn her about making threats and his blood ran cold as he swallowed his words. Instead of the girl, there stood an enormous snarling Bengal tiger with paws bigger than his head, and four-inch long fangs.
Strickland nearly lost control of his bladder. He gulped once more and blinked and the tiger was gone replaced by a sweet, pretty girl who wouldn’t have looked out of place on any college campus. He slammed the door and reversed out in a spray of gravel.
Strickland didn’t realize it just yet, but his greed had finally led him to the end of the road.