Author Nicole Hill’s world of Paranormal Romance: Indie Author Spotlight

In honor of my latest interview, I decided to post an excerpt from Price of a Bounty.  Keira is one of the main characters.  She’s a Freelancer – think bounty hunter/thief – who has decided to join the Resistance.  This scene takes place right after she unexpectedly bumped into Eberhardt on another job.  Eberhardt has been a member of the Resistance for quite awhile but is a supporting character.  Keira is driving.  When you’re done, please take a moment to check out the interview at Author Nicole Hill’s World of Paranormal Romance: Indie Author Spotlight


After we dropped
her off, Eberhardt turned on me. “What the hell were you doing
back there?”



“The same thing
you were, apparently.”



“But why? You
work for the Resistance now.”



I turned my head
away from the road and stared at him just long enough to make my
point. “Work for the Resistance? What work have I been given to
do exactly? It’s not like I haven’t asked! I need to keep my skills
sharp. I need to keep in practice. What would you have me do?”



“Train with me,”
he suggested.



“What?”


“I know what
you’re going through. Do you think I just sit around in the car all
day?”



I shook my head,
surprised at his outburst.



“I get it.
You’re bored. You want to be where the action is. So come train
with us.”



“Us?”


“Yes, the other
Raiders and me. We practice regularly, to keep our skills sharp.”



I pulled into the
garage beneath Guy’s apartment and stopped the car. Then I turned to
face Eberhardt completely.



“What about
keeping everyone’s identity a secret?”



“Yes, that’s
important too, but it’s also important to practice working together.
Remember what I said about backup?”



I nodded.


“We practice in
small groups,” he continued. “None of the Raiders know all of
the other Raiders, and most of them have never met Guy, but we do
form networks. To start, you can work with me and the girl you met
tonight.”



“Thanks, I guess.
I might just take you up on that. But…”



“What?”


“Why didn’t you
tell me about this before?”



“I should have.
It’s just…Guy didn’t want it that way. I’ve got your back now
though.” He exited the car, and then walked around to open the
door for me.



What a strange
thing for him to say. I thought he already had my back.

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