Kat's Week-long Blog Tour

 Join me foBlog Tour Jul 2021 a week-long blog tour this week highlighting my romantic suspense ebook Synapse!

Congratulations to Deb Pelletier who won the box of Irish items in a random draw of commenters!

And congratulations to Carrie Ann Ryan who won a $10 GC to Amazon for the most comments on her blog!

Thanks to all who participated in the blog tour, it was a great week to meet new readers!

Monday, July 13: Good Family Reads
Tuesday, July 14: Book Bags and Cat Naps
Thursday, July 15: Rachel Brimble Romance
Friday, July 16: Carrie Ann Ryan's Blog

I'm giving away a gift of basket of Irish goodies for one random commenter during the tour and in addition, I'm giving a $10 Amazon gift card to the blog host with the most comments! Note: please leave comments at the tour stops rather than here at Write About. Thanks! :)

Synapse

Stalked by a killer bent on stealing her laboratory notebook, scientist Molly Augur is desperate to figure out who she can and cannot trust. With the help of co-researcher Bill Banely, she uses DNA technology she invented to prove she can release hidden ancestral memories. In the brain synapses of her mind she finds one person who may know the truth - her long dead ancestor, Mailsi, whose life memories have been recorded in the depths of Molly’s genes.

Ancient passions and betrayals come alive and collide with the present when Molly discovers philanthropist Dr. Philman, with a secret billion dollar need for the technology only she possesses could be the one after her notebook. And Bill, whose wandering heart she has finally won, is working for Philman. In the face of limitless money, what is the value of Bill’s love? Or the value of her life? The answers lie deep within the synapses of her mind.

Excerpt

Molly threw her briefcase and purse onto the passenger seat and slipped in. With a quick wave goodbye, she started the engine and drove away. Bill stood motionless in the gloom, hands in his pockets, his image growing smaller in the rear view mirror.

Suddenly, his image was blocked by a shadow behind her. A leather glove gripped her mouth and jerked her head back against the headrest.

"Do as I say and you won't be hurt," growled the deep male voice. "Just keep driving."

Her futile screams didn't make it past the muffling glove.

"Turn right," the voice ordered.

With her head pinned to the headrest, Molly struggled to turn the car. Then she pulled the wheel hard, hoping to dislodge the attacker. He slid, but his grip didn't lessen, pulling her head painfully with him.

"Don't play games!" he barked.

Cold metal against her neck made her shudder. He was going to kill her. Her heart pounded. She lifted her head back to free her nose. Drawing in a deep breath she let it out in another muffled scream.

The glove pulled tighter, blocking all breath.

Molly's car wobbled right then left on the narrow side street. She turned her head and managed to get a scream past the glove. Mouth open she bit down hard when the glove tightened against her face. She caught a piece of the man's palm through the leather.

He yowled a curse and knocked her on the head with his fist. The side of her head thumped against the door's window. The steering wheel followed her motion. The car swerved, crossing the street. She slammed her foot to hit the brake, but hit the gas instead. The car lurched forward, going airborne over something. A loud crunch of groaning metal, and the air bags exploded throughout the car, knocking the man down in the back seat.

Water from a fire hydrant geysered around the car. Molly pushed open the door and jumped out, instantly getting blasted with a frigid, blinding spray. She slipped on the slick grass and went to her knees. As she rose to her feet to run, the man's arm ratcheted around her neck. In one hand he held her briefcase, his other hand held a gun against her neck.

"Stupid move, Dr. Augur."

Synapse is now a pocketbook-soothing 99 cents!

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