Saturday, June 30, 2018

WeWriWa - 30 June 2018 - Without A Clue


30 June 2018

Tomorrow is Canada's 151st Birthday, so here's wishing a Happy Canada Day to all my fellow Canadians!

As Christiane France, I write LGBT, MTS, PA, and RO. My alter ego, Chris Grover, writes MTS. This is a weekly blog hop where the participants post 8-10 sentences from a published work or a work in progress. The blog posts go live between 12:00 noon Saturday and 9:00a.m. Sunday. It’s a great way to discover new authors and expand networks. So be sure to visit www.wewriwa.com and check out all the WeekendWritingWarriors blogs.

For this week’s edition of WeekendWritingWarriors  www.wewriwa.com I have yet another snippet from Without A Clue. A romantic mystery/suspense set in the City of Light and Love--Paris, France. In this snippet, Philippe continues to warn Paula of the dangers of trying to find the diary by herself. Enjoy!



Without A Clue
By Chris Grover
https://www.amazon.ca/Without-Clue-Chris-Grover-ebook/dp/B076635N3Q/ref=sr_1_1?s=digital-text&ie=UTF8&qid=1515269134&sr=1-1&keywords=Without+A+Clue+by+Chris+Grover
Also available at Apple iTunes, Kobo, Barnes & Noble

https://www.books2read.com/u/boYak1

List Price: $3.99
          …If he even suspects anyone is trying to interfere with his plans, I guarantee he will take immediate action.”
          “How do we know he didn't sell it months ago? He could have made a quick sale to one of those collectors who aren't so fussy about how they get such things.”
          Philippe de Valois shrugged. “Perhaps. But the diary is an extremely rare and valuable item. I doubt a sale would pass completely unnoticed even under those conditions.”
          “But it's not impossible?”
          “No. Even so, I do not believe it has been resold. In fact, I am reasonably certain that it has not.”
         
^ ^ ^
Blurb:

Nine months ago, within hours of purchasing a valuable antiquarian diary for their grandfather, Paula Sinclair's brother, Eric, was killed by a car bomb and the diary disappeared.

Private investigator, Luc Dupré, along with the police, insist the diary was destroyed in the explosion. Paula isn't convinced. No trace of either the diary or Eric's briefcase was found in the rubble, and she takes it to mean the diary was stolen. The diary wasn't insured and with the bank still owed half a million dollars, Paula cannot sit idly by and watch her beloved grandfather forced into bankruptcy.

Following a mysterious phone call and a series of cryptic postcards, Paula returns to Paris to hear a rumor that the diary is being offered for sale by secret auction. She also finds out that the diary once belonged to Luc's family. When her relationship with Luc takes a sudden change from business to personal, she's positive he's using her and his job to get it back.
^ ^ ^

Don’t forget this is a blog hop. You can check out all the other contributors’ blogs by following this link:   www.wewriwa.com

 ^ ^ ^

Cool mysteries and hot romance -
https://www.amazon.com/author/christianefrance
https://www.facebook.com/chris.grover.71
http://twitter.com/chrisgrover2
http://christianefrance.blogspot.ca/
https://www.bookbub.com/authors/christiane-france https://www.books2read.com/ap/8ZwPYx/

Tuesday, June 26, 2018

MidWeekTease - 27 June 2018 - And The Cat Came Back


27 June 2018:

Thanks as always to Angelica Dawson for hosting the MidWeekTease - http://midweektease.blogspot.ca/ It’s a great way to learn about other authors and their work.

This week I have another excerpt from And The Cat Came Back, a contemporary gay romance. This story stars Foofuss, a very manipulative, matchmaking cat who’ll stop at nothing to fix what he’s decided needs fixing. This week’s excerpt continues a few hours later from the one I posted last week. Seth goes for a nighttime drive, gets lost and rescues Foo from… A ghost?


And The Cat Came Back
By Christiane France
https://www.amazon.com/Cat-Came-Back-Christiane-France-ebook/dp/B06WWFPK5W/ref=asap_bc?ie=UTF8

Blurb:

Home renovator Seth Lawley is ready to settle down if the right man comes along, but he’s cautious. He believes he who hesitates saves himself a whole lot of heartbreak.

Grant Kenyon, on the other hand, is ready to take a chance. He figures anyone who hesitates when it comes to grabbing what he wants from life risks losing out.

Foofuss, Grant’s bossy, matchmaking Persian cat, has decided his master needs company and Seth is it...that’s if he can figure out the perfect plan to bring the two of them together.
Excerpt:
I was maybe a hundred yards from Sweet Briar when I caught a quick glimpse of something white dancing around between the flowerbeds in the yard. At first, I thought it must be Foo, the cat. Then I realized it was far too big to be a cat. It was more the size of a small child.
Just then, a vehicle pulled out from the curb a few feet ahead of me and accelerated down the street. I slowed the truck to a crawl. As I got closer, I saw another, much smaller white shape huddled by the front door. I stopped the truck and got out. The kid or whoever it was had vanished, but the other white shape was definitely poor old Foo.
As I approached, Foo stood up, pressed his butt against the door, then arched his back and hissed like I was the enemy and he was scared for his life.
“Hey, little buddy, it’s okay. It’s me, your friend, Seth,” I crooned, wondering if he remembered the kibble I’d brought him. I sat down on the steps and stretched out a hand, palm up. “Come on, baby. I’m not going to hurt you. Promise.”
I kept my voice low, soothing and singsong, until he relaxed enough to sniff my fingers. Apparently satisfied I was friend, rather than foe, he dropped down on his belly and cautiously inched closer. He sniffed my fingers again as if to reassure himself he wasn’t making a mistake. Once he figured I was safe, he leaped into my lap and began pushing his head hard against my chest.
“There, that’s better.” As I began petting him, he responded by pushing his nose against my finger.
This near the lake, the temperature felt close to freezing and there was a stiff breeze blowing off the water. Even so, I knew the way I’d found the poor little guy—backed up against the door, and the fact he was all stiff and shaky—had nothing to do with the weather. Something or someone had given him a bad scare. I tucked him inside my jacket and cuddled him up close, relieved to discover he weighed considerably less than Ben’s estimate of fifteen pounds.
I wondered about the other white shape I’d seen. Some kids could be real mean to animals, such as thinking it was okay to terrorize anything smaller than themselves. Well, they just better not let me catch them at it.
It was late for the really young ones to be out, but this was Filton’s Corner, where, according to Foo’s owner, everyone watched out for everyone else. In other words, they operated on trust to a degree the normal safety rules practiced everywhere else were probably ignored.
Maybe it worked okay for the people who lived here, but it was one big leap of faith I couldn’t imagine myself taking. “Especially not in your case,” I informed Foo, who had now relaxed enough to snuggle against me and purr. “It’s too late for you to be wandering around all by your lonesome. You should be home, tucked in your basket dreaming kitty dreams, not out here looking for trouble. ’Cause you know what happens to little guys like you who look for trouble? They generally find it.”
I remembered Grant, Foo’s owner, saying he lived nearby…a split level with a red door. I closed the zipper on my jacket, just in case Foo had any ideas about taking off on me. “Okay, small stuff, let’s get you home.”
After checking half a dozen of the houses on both sides of the street to the right of Sweet Briar without finding it, I went back and checked the other way. The third house on the lake side was a split level with a bright red door.
The lights were on, so I walked up the path and pressed the buzzer.
Grant answered right away, but there was a security chain in place, which surprised me. Did this mean they were not all true believers in the power of watch out for thy neighbor here in the Corner?
“Yes?” Before I could reply, a broad smile spread across his face as he undid the chain and opened the door. “Seth. Right? What can I do for you?”
“Hi, Grant. Actually, I think it’s the other way around.” The smile had already slid under my defenses, and I started to melt. I slammed on the brakes, wishing I’d set Foo down on the front step, hit the buzzer and left. I unzipped my jacket, and Foo popped his head out. “I just found him over at Sweet Briar, cowering by the front door. I think some kid scared the crap out of him.”
“You’re joking.” He frowned as he reached out and took possession of Foo. “A kid? Which kid? What did he or she look like?”
“I don’t know. I was too far away.” I shrugged and then described what I’d seen. “It was too big for another cat or even a dog. I’m afraid by the time I reached the house whoever it was had gone. I figured it must be one of the local kids.”
Grant sighed. “I knew it was back. That’s why Foo keeps going over there. Silly boy. Scared you, didn’t it?” He looked down at the cat and rubbed his head with his free hand.
I felt a twinge of unease. “It?”
“Our friendly neighborhood ghost.”

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Don’t forget this is a blog hop. You can check out all the other contributors’ blogs by following this link: http://midweektease.blogspot.ca/

^ ^ ^

Cool mysteries and hot romance -
https://www.amazon.com/author/christianefrance
https://www.facebook.com/chris.grover.71
http://twitter.com/chrisgrover2
https://christianefrance.blogspot.ca/
https://www.bookbub.com/authors/christiane-france
https://www.books2read.com/ap/8ZwPYx/




Saturday, June 23, 2018

WeWriWa - 23 June 2018 - Without A Clue


23 June 2018

As Christiane France, I write LGBT, MTS, PA, and RO. My alter ego, Chris Grover, writes MTS. This is a weekly blog hop where the participants post 8-10 sentences from a published work or a work in progress. The blog posts go live between 12:00 noon Saturday and 9:00a.m. Sunday. It’s a great way to discover new authors and expand networks. So be sure to visit www.wewriwa.com and check out all the WeekendWritingWarriors blogs.

For this week’s edition of WeekendWritingWarriors  www.wewriwa.com I have yet another snippet from Without A Clue. A romantic mystery/suspense set in the City of Light and Love--Paris, France. In this snippet, Philippe continues trying to earn Paula’s trust. Enjoy!



Without A Clue
By Chris Grover
https://www.amazon.ca/Without-Clue-Chris-Grover-ebook/dp/B076635N3Q/ref=sr_1_1?s=digital-text&ie=UTF8&qid=1515269134&sr=1-1&keywords=Without+A+Clue+by+Chris+Grover
Also available at Apple iTunes, Kobo, Barnes & Noble

https://www.books2read.com/u/boYak1

List Price: $3.99
          …If the thief finds out you are here, it will make him very nervous.”
          “Why? He doesn't know me.”
          “Not personally, perhaps. But I’m sure he’s kept himself informed as to any progress made by the police. This was no simple theft. It is connected to the deaths of two people and the police have evidence to prove the diary was in your brother's possession at that time.”
          “In other words, you believe he's waiting for the case to go cold before he tries to sell the diary.”
          “Exactly. But the longer he waits, the chances of something going wrong increase greatly.     
^ ^ ^

Blurb:

Nine months ago, within hours of purchasing a valuable antiquarian diary for their grandfather, Paula Sinclair's brother, Eric, was killed by a car bomb and the diary disappeared.

Private investigator, Luc Dupré, along with the police, insist the diary was destroyed in the explosion. Paula isn't convinced. No trace of either the diary or Eric's briefcase was found in the rubble, and she takes it to mean the diary was stolen. The diary wasn't insured and with the bank still owed half a million dollars, Paula cannot sit idly by and watch her beloved grandfather forced into bankruptcy.


Following a mysterious phone call and a series of cryptic postcards, Paula returns to Paris to hear a rumor that the diary is being offered for sale by secret auction. She also finds out that the diary once belonged to Luc's family. When her relationship with Luc takes a sudden change from business to personal, she's positive he's using her and his job to get it back.
^ ^ ^

Don’t forget this is a blog hop. You can check out all the other contributors’ blogs by following this link:   www.wewriwa.com

 ^ ^ ^
Cool mysteries and hot romance -
https://www.amazon.com/author/christianefrance
https://www.facebook.com/chris.grover.71
http://twitter.com/chrisgrover2
http://christianefrance.blogspot.ca/
https://www.bookbub.com/authors/christiane-france https://www.books2read.com/ap/8ZwPYx/

Saturday, June 16, 2018

WeWriWa - 16 June 2018 - Without A Clue


16 June 2018

As Christiane France, I write LGBT, MTS, PA, and RO. My alter ego, Chris Grover, writes MTS. This is a weekly blog hop where the participants post 8-10 sentences from a published work or a work in progress. The blog posts go live between 12:00 noon Saturday and 9:00a.m. Sunday. It’s a great way to discover new authors and expand networks. So be sure to visit www.wewriwa.com and check out all the WeekendWritingWarriors blogs.

For this week’s edition of WeekendWritingWarriors  www.wewriwa.com I have yet another snippet from Without A Clue. A romantic mystery/suspense set in the City of Light and Love--Paris, France. In this snippet, Philippe continues to try to earn Paula’s trust. Enjoy!



Without A Clue
By Chris Grover
https://www.amazon.ca/Without-Clue-Chris-Grover-ebook/dp/B076635N3Q/ref=sr_1_1?s=digital-text&ie=UTF8&qid=1515269134&sr=1-1&keywords=Without+A+Clue+by+Chris+Grover
Also available at Apple iTunes, Kobo, Barnes & Noble

https://www.books2read.com/u/boYak1

List Price: $3.99
          “I guess that's that why my grandfather asked you to check up on me. He knows he can trust you.”
          Philippe de Valois finished his coffee and put the cup back on the tray. “And also because I'm the only person he can talk to about the diary. He doesn't know if you are here looking for Eric or for the diary, and it is making him afraid.”
          “Afraid of what?”
          “He is afraid for your safety, Paula. If the diary was not destroyed, then it was stolen and there is a strong possibility the thief still has it, and if you start poking around and ask the wrong questions, you could put yourself in very grave danger.”
          Paula tried to ignore the tiny sliver of uncertainty that crept into her mind. “I don't think that's very likely, do you?”
         
^ ^ ^

Blurb:

Nine months ago, within hours of purchasing a valuable antiquarian diary for their grandfather, Paula Sinclair's brother, Eric, was killed by a car bomb and the diary disappeared.

Private investigator, Luc Dupré, along with the police, insist the diary was destroyed in the explosion. Paula isn't convinced. No trace of either the diary or Eric's briefcase was found in the rubble, and she takes it to mean the diary was stolen. The diary wasn't insured and with the bank still owed half a million dollars, Paula cannot sit idly by and watch her beloved grandfather forced into bankruptcy.

Following a mysterious phone call and a series of cryptic postcards, Paula returns to Paris to hear a rumor that the diary is being offered for sale by secret auction. She also finds out that the diary once belonged to Luc's family. When her relationship with Luc takes a sudden change from business to personal, she's positive he's using her and his job to get it back.
^ ^ ^
Don’t forget this is a blog hop. You can check out all the other contributors’ blogs by following this link:   www.wewriwa.com
 ^ ^ ^
Cool mysteries and hot romance -
https://www.amazon.com/author/christianefrance
https://www.facebook.com/chris.grover.71
http://twitter.com/chrisgrover2
http://christianefrance.blogspot.ca/
https://www.bookbub.com/authors/christiane-france https://www.books2read.com/ap/8ZwPYx/

Wednesday, June 13, 2018

MidWeekTease - 13 June 2018 - And The Cat Came Back


13 June 2018:
Thanks as always to Angelica Dawson for hosting the MidWeekTease - http://midweektease.blogspot.ca/ It’s a great way to learn about other authors and their work.
This week I have another excerpt from And The Cat Came Back, a contemporary gay romance. This story stars Foofuss, a very manipulative, matchmaking cat who’ll stop at nothing to fix what he’s decided needs fixing. This week’s excerpt continues on from last week as Seth gets to know Foo’s owner better and learns more about the house he and Ben are about to renovate.


And The Cat Came Back
By Christiane France
https://www.amazon.com/Cat-Came-Back-Christiane-France-ebook/dp/B06WWFPK5W/ref=asap_bc?ie=UTF8

Blurb:

Home renovator Seth Lawley is ready to settle down if the right man comes along, but he’s cautious. He believes he who hesitates saves himself a whole lot of heartbreak.

Grant Kenyon, on the other hand, is ready to take a chance. He figures anyone who hesitates when it comes to grabbing what he wants from life risks losing out.

Foofuss, Grant’s bossy, matchmaking Persian cat, has decided his master needs company and Seth is it...that’s if he can figure out the perfect plan to bring the two of them together.

Excerpt:
Grant’s smile reappeared. It was beautiful and as beguiling as the sun coming out after the rain…and I suddenly wondered if I was sickening or something. I’m not one to wax poetic over anything, so why today?
He raised one eyebrow. “As in time is money?”
“Isn’t it always?” I returned his smile, then began edging back inside the house, hoping he’d take the hint and leave. “Anyway, it was nice meeting you, but you’ll have to excuse me. I need to get back to work.”
The way Foo was struggling to escape his master’s hold gave the impression he wanted to follow me, but Grant managed to hang on to him as he glanced up at the second floor. “I’ll be interested to see what you do with the place. It was one of the first houses to be built at this part of the lake. It’s a mess now, but when I was growing up, the then owners took great care of the house and the grounds. It was really something back then.”
“What happened? “ I asked more out of politeness than any real curiosity.
He shrugged. “The same as happens with any property that’s left to molder away untended. It’s had maybe a dozen different owners in as many years. The last guy tried operating it as a boutique bed and breakfast, but he went bust and the bank took it over.”
“What about the ones before him?”
“Who knows? Maybe they had plans that didn’t work out, or they decided it was too big, or too much needed doing. I know the B&B guy had some plumbing and electrical work done, but that’s about it. None of them stayed long enough to do any general repairs or maintenance, and what you see now is the result.” Foo redoubled his efforts to get free. Grant tightened his hold and added, “I’d better get the wanderer home and feed him. Maybe I’ll see you around.”
“I hope so,” I replied, a little surprised to realize I meant it. There was a certain something about the guy…exactly what, I couldn’t say. He was a couple of inches taller than me, with rumpled brown hair, trim waistline, a wide mouth, and well-manicured hands. He wasn’t wildly handsome, and he didn’t come across as super sexy. There was nothing specific I could put a finger on, but he had a real sparkle in his whiskey-colored eyes. “We’ll be here working for at least a month. Maybe even longer. Hard to say until we get dug in.”
“In that case, I won’t keep you. But maybe we’ll meet again.”
“Maybe so. As I said, we’ll be here for at least a month,” I replied, hoping we would meet again, then cautioning myself to slow down.

^ ^ ^

Don’t forget this is a blog hop. You can check out all the other contributors’ blogs by following this link: http://midweektease.blogspot.ca/


^ ^ ^

Cool mysteries and hot romance -
https://www.amazon.com/author/christianefrance
https://www.facebook.com/chris.grover.71
http://twitter.com/chrisgrover2
https://christianefrance.blogspot.ca/
https://www.bookbub.com/authors/christiane-france
https://www.books2read.com/ap/8ZwPYx/




Saturday, June 9, 2018

WeWriWa - 9 June 2018 - Without A Clue


9 June 2018

As Christiane France, I write LGBT, MTS, PA, and RO. My alter ego, Chris Grover, writes MTS. This is a weekly blog hop where the participants post 8-10 sentences from a published work or a work in progress. The blog posts go live between 12:00 noon Saturday and 9:00a.m. Sunday. It’s a great way to discover new authors and expand networks. So be sure to visit www.wewriwa.com and check out all the WeekendWritingWarriors blogs.
For this week’s edition of WeekendWritingWarriors  www.wewriwa.com I have yet another snippet from Without A Clue. A romantic mystery/suspense set in the City of Light and Love--Paris, France. In this snippet Philippe and Paula’s conversation continues as Paula decides Philippe could be more help to her than harm. Enjoy!



Without A Clue
By Chris Grover
https://www.amazon.ca/Without-Clue-Chris-Grover-ebook/dp/B076635N3Q/ref=sr_1_1?s=digital-text&ie=UTF8&qid=1515269134&sr=1-1&keywords=Without+A+Clue+by+Chris+Grover
Also available at Apple iTunes, Kobo, Barnes & Noble

https://www.books2read.com/u/boYak1

List Price: $3.99
          …Did grandfather tell you everything about the diary he bought?” Paula hedged, dropping her gaze to brush a small speck of dirt from her white skirt.
          “He didn't have to. I gave the diary to your brother shortly before his death.”
          So, she had guessed correctly. Philippe de Valois was the seller. “Gave? I understand you received a little something in exchange.”
          “Close to half a million dollars in your money.” He sighed and shook his head. “An enormous loss for your grandfather, but regrettably one I could do nothing about because I was only what you call the go-between.
         
^ ^ ^
Blurb:

Nine months ago, within hours of purchasing a valuable antiquarian diary for their grandfather, Paula Sinclair's brother, Eric, was killed by a car bomb and the diary disappeared.

Private investigator, Luc Dupré, along with the police, insist the diary was destroyed in the explosion. Paula isn't convinced. No trace of either the diary or Eric's briefcase was found in the rubble, and she takes it to mean the diary was stolen. The diary wasn't insured and with the bank still owed half a million dollars, Paula cannot sit idly by and watch her beloved grandfather forced into bankruptcy.

Following a mysterious phone call and a series of cryptic postcards, Paula returns to Paris to hear a rumor that the diary is being offered for sale by secret auction. She also finds out that the diary once belonged to Luc's family. When her relationship with Luc takes a sudden change from business to personal, she's positive he's using her and his job to get it back.
^ ^ ^

Don’t forget this is a blog hop. You can check out all the other contributors’ blogs by following this link:   www.wewriwa.com

 ^ ^ ^

Cool mysteries and hot romance -
https://www.amazon.com/author/christianefrance
https://www.facebook.com/chris.grover.71
http://twitter.com/chrisgrover2
http://christianefrance.blogspot.ca/
https://www.bookbub.com/authors/christiane-france https://www.books2read.com/ap/8ZwPYx/

Wednesday, June 6, 2018

MidWeekTease - 6 June 2018 - And The Cat Came Back


6 June 2018:

Thanks as always to Angelica Dawson for hosting the MidWeekTease - http://midweektease.blogspot.ca/ It’s a great way to learn about other authors and their work.

This week I have another excerpt from And The Cat Came Back, a contemporary gay romance. This story stars Foofuss, a very manipulative, matchmaking cat who’ll stop at nothing to fix what he’s decided needs fixing. This week’s excerpt continues on from last week as Seth gets to know Foo’s owner and learns a little about the neighborhood.


And The Cat Came Back
By Christiane France
https://www.amazon.com/Cat-Came-Back-Christiane-France-ebook/dp/B06WWFPK5W/ref=asap_bc?ie=UTF8

Blurb:

Home renovator Seth Lawley is ready to settle down if the right man comes along, but he’s cautious. He believes he who hesitates saves himself a whole lot of heartbreak.

Grant Kenyon, on the other hand, is ready to take a chance. He figures anyone who hesitates when it comes to grabbing what he wants from life risks losing out.

Foofuss, Grant’s bossy, matchmaking Persian cat, has decided his master needs company and Seth is it...that’s if he can figure out the perfect plan to bring the two of them together.
 Excerpt:
“Any time I do that, he goes on a hunger strike, forgets he has a litter box, screeches like a banshee, and shreds the drapes, so I gave up. One of the advantages of living off the beaten track is that we all know and watch out for one another, so, for Foo, the dangers are really minimal.”
“You’ve lived here a long time?”
“On and off for most of my life.”
“And now you’re back to stay?” I asked, then wondered if curiosity was catching. The guy seemed nice and appeared to be around my age or a little older. Plus I’m a firm believer in being friendly with the neighbors. Our ownership of the house might be temporary, but you never know when you’re going to need that cup of sugar.
“That’s what I’m hoping. When my parents retired, they wanted to travel, so they found themselves an apartment in Lakeside and gave me the house.”
“Very nice. What about the other property owners along this road? If you’ve been here that long, I guess you’ve seen a few changes.”
“Not really.”
He frowned and ran the tip of his tongue along his upper lip. I guess it was something he did to help him concentrate, but it sent a funny little something tiptoeing down my back.
“Except for Sweet Briar here, which has had a number of different owners over the years, the last time a house in the Corner changed hands, it was bought by my next door neighbor’s brother, someone we already knew.”
“Sounds like a real cozy place to live.”
“Absolutely. We’re like a family out here, and Foo takes full advantage by visiting all the neighbors, begging for snacks.” He sighed, gave me a rueful smile and held out his free hand. “By the way, I’m Grant Kenyon. I live a couple of houses down on the lake side of the street. The split level with the red door. Welcome to the neighborhood.”
I returned the handshake. His hand was warm, dry and it lingered just a tad too long. And he had the kind of open, honest eyes that made me think he might be someone I’d like to know better. “Seth Lawley, but I won’t be living here. My partner and I are renovators. We bought Sweet Briar as an investment. As soon as it’s fixed up, we’ll be putting it back on the market.”
“Your partner?”
I wasn’t sure if I imagined the flash of disappointment I thought I saw in his eyes, or if it was a trick of light, or if— I took a deep breath. “My business partner, Ben. He’s inside. We’re here to figure out exactly what needs doing to get it in shape and how fast we can get it done.”

^ ^ ^

Don’t forget this is a blog hop. You can check out all the other contributors’ blogs by following this link: http://midweektease.blogspot.ca/

^ ^ ^

Cool mysteries and hot romance -
https://www.amazon.com/author/christianefrance
https://www.facebook.com/chris.grover.71
http://twitter.com/chrisgrover2
https://christianefrance.blogspot.ca/
https://www.bookbub.com/authors/christiane-france
https://www.books2read.com/ap/8ZwPYx/




Saturday, June 2, 2018

WeWriWa - 2 June 2018 - Without A Clue


2 June 2018

As Christiane France, I write LGBT, MTS, PA, and RO. My alter ego, Chris Grover, writes MTS. This is a weekly blog hop where the participants post 8-10 sentences from a published work or a work in progress. The blog posts go live between 12:00 noon Saturday and 9:00a.m. Sunday. It’s a great way to discover new authors and expand networks. So be sure to visit www.wewriwa.com and check out all the WeekendWritingWarriors blogs.

For this week’s edition of WeekendWritingWarriors  www.wewriwa.com I have yet another snippet from Without A Clue. A romantic mystery/suspense set in the City of Light and Love--Paris, France. In this snippet Philippe and Paula’s conversation continues as Philippe decides to show his cards. Enjoy!



Without A Clue
By Chris Grover
https://www.amazon.ca/Without-Clue-Chris-Grover-ebook/dp/B076635N3Q/ref=sr_1_1?s=digital-text&ie=UTF8&qid=1515269134&sr=1-1&keywords=Without+A+Clue+by+Chris+Grover
Also available at Apple iTunes, Kobo, Barnes & Noble

https://www.books2read.com/u/boYak1

List Price: $3.99
          Instead of answering Paula's question, de Valois looked directly at her as if he wanted to say something but wasn’t quite sure how to put it. Finally, he leaned forward, clasped his hands together and rested his elbows on the desk. “Before we go any further, I want it clearly understood this meeting and anything I say is strictly confidential. You must promise to tell no one. And that most definitely includes Luc Dupré. If you do reveal that we’ve met or repeat what I am about to say, you could not only put your goal permanently out of reach, you may put yourself in considerable danger as well. Do I have your promise?”
          “By my goal, I assume you mean recovering the diary Eric collected for my grandfather?”
          “First, I need your promise.”
          “Okay, I promise.”
         
^ ^ ^

Blurb:

Nine months ago, within hours of purchasing a valuable antiquarian diary for their grandfather, Paula Sinclair's brother, Eric, was killed by a car bomb and the diary disappeared.

Private investigator, Luc Dupré, along with the police, insist the diary was destroyed in the explosion. Paula isn't convinced. No trace of either the diary or Eric's briefcase was found in the rubble, and she takes it to mean the diary was stolen. The diary wasn't insured and with the bank still owed half a million dollars, Paula cannot sit idly by and watch her beloved grandfather forced into bankruptcy.


Following a mysterious phone call and a series of cryptic postcards, Paula returns to Paris to hear a rumor that the diary is being offered for sale by secret auction. She also finds out that the diary once belonged to Luc's family. When her relationship with Luc takes a sudden change from business to personal, she's positive he's using her and his job to get it back.
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