Over the years I've heard my friends talk about doing the happy dance and I often celebrated their successes with them. But I didn't really understand what the happy dance was all about until this week.

You see, my first novel, A Matter of Trust, released September 22 and suddenly I was dancing the happy dance!

I know that amazing giddy feeling of seeing my words in print. I can tell you it is a most amazing experience. So come on, virtual bubbly all around, help me celebrate the release of A Matter of Trust!



Isn't this one smoking hot cover? Is Mac Carlson a hunk or what? And what is that image in the background? It's the Maniac!

Excerpt:
    
      "Hell." Mac Carlson hit speed dial for a second time, one white knuckled hand gripped the
steering wheel. Crap like this didn't happen on his watch. Carlson Group, though new in
Atlanta, ranked number one in the security business.

      He punched speed dial for the third time and swerved to miss a car that pulled out in front of
him. He swore at the driver and flipped him off. The idiot would have killed a less skilled
driver. Why didn't they answer the damned phone?

       The Knights' alarm had activated and then fallen silent. Why? Mac had dropped Allen
Knight off earlier at a meeting downtown. Only Knight's wife and daughter stayed home, along
with the family's personal security, of course.

       Could be a false alarm. Yeah, right. Like the newly installed multi-faceted security system
all malfunctioned at once, no chance. Besides, Mac trusted his instincts and alarm bells were
jangling through every cell of his being. His gut said this was real, and it wasn't going to be
pretty.

       "Answer the phone."

       Where the hell was security? If Allen had allowed him to handpick the on-premise security
team this wouldn't be happening. Mac pounded his fist on the steering wheel. At his suggestion,
Allen Knight had switched to Longfield Technology for electronic security, but he'd held back
when Mac pushed to replace the security team, too.

       The mini control module mounted on the dash remained blank. Longfield damned well better
have a good explanation for this snafu. Mac had recommended Longfield over Connard because
of Longfield's superior technology and special skills.

       Gripping the steering wheel with one hand, he used the other to whack the module. It
remained blank, dead like a tagged Iraqi sniper. He tried a fourth number on speed dial.
Nothing. The security team should have been changed. After this they would be, he'd see to
that.

       The coal-black SUV sped down Peachtree Street, suppressed power throbbing beneath the
hood. Mac turned onto West Paces Ferry Road. He opened her up, speeding past the Governor's
mansion, and continued west toward the Knight estate. High wrought-iron gates marked the
entry.

       Gates that should have been closed stood open, allowing anyone entry.
      
        Crap, this was bad, real bad.

       He parked the SUV near the barn that housed Knight's exotic car collection, pulled his Glock
from the side pocket of the door and slid from the seat. Mac knelt beside the vehicle. His
special forces training decreeing caution, he inched along the wall.

       Crouching low, he crept toward the house. Body flattened against the barn wall he rounded
the corner, Glock held ready.

       He found the first body on the lawn outside the house. The second lay sprawled in the garage,
just outside the kitchen door. The security team. Both had a single gunshot to the back of the
head. His fifth speed dial was to 911.

       "Damn," Mac cursed. No time to wait for back up, he had to find Mrs. Knight and Rachael
Anne, now.
authormjflournoy on Facebook
@authormjflourno on Twitter


6 comments

  1. Mary Marvella // September 27, 2013 at 2:34 AM  

    This story will make you want to keep reading! Good job, MJ!

  2. Anonymous // September 27, 2013 at 5:58 PM  

    Thanks MM!

    MJ Flournoy

  3. Barbara Monajem // September 28, 2013 at 11:06 AM  

    Whew! That's one hell of an exciting excerpt, MJ!!

  4. Scarlet Pumpernickel // September 29, 2013 at 1:06 AM  

    Barbara, I'm glad you liked it. I hope everyone enjoyed reading it and will hop over and get the book!

  5. Mary Ricksen // September 29, 2013 at 10:58 AM  

    I am doing the happy dance with you!!! Great excerpt!

  6. Scarlet Pumpernickel // October 1, 2013 at 7:34 PM  

    Thanks Mary R. This has been exciting and I hope all my fuzzy friends will be doing the happy dance with me. It's been a rocky start and I'm learning how to promote from MM.