Today we have a sneak peek of Kenneth Hoss’s book, Storm Rising:
When a murder investigation turns Detective Kelli Storm’s attention to a drug kingpin, the last thing she expected was to find a link to her father’s killer from twenty years earlier.
Detectives Kelli Storm and Bill Hayes are investigating multiple homicides in New York City’s Washington Heights neighborhood.
When a young woman is murdered, Kelli tracks the killer to a Gentleman’s Club in Manhattan. There she locates an unwilling witness. When the woman is assaulted and left dying, the investigation takes a new twist. The DEA steps in and takes over, forcing Kelli off the case.
She decides to take a different approach. Working behind the scenes, she pulls out one of her father’s old case files and finds a connection between the killer and his murder.
Storm Rising – A Kelli Storm Novel is available through Amazon US, Amazon UK, Barnes & Noble and Smashwords.
And now, from Storm Rising – A Kelli Storm Novel
Kelli was forced to slow down by the traffic ahead, and the SUV pulled in behind her. Her heart began to race, and so did her mind. There were too many people on the streets, and she knew if there was gunfire, innocent civilians could get hurt.
She made a quick right and sped up. The SUV followed, squealing its tires as it made the turn. Kelli raced past the houses, sounding her horn as she approached intersections. She knew exactly where to lead them, Tibbetts Brook Park. She knew that it would be closing soon, and that would minimize possible casualties.
Kelli checked her rearview and could see the SUV closing. She glanced at the speedometer and saw she was already pushing fifty. She slowed, made a sharp right and punched the accelerator. She could hear the SUV make the turn a few seconds later. She thought about calling Kevin, but her cell phone was in her purse.
Her destination was still several blocks away, and the driver of the SUV was pushing it. She saw her next turn coming up and took it, tires screeching on the pavement. Glancing in her side mirror, she could see the SUV skid into the turn. She pushed the gas pedal to the floor, knowing that her next turn would be coming up soon.
The SUV was closing again, and she knew she couldn’t let the driver catch up. She saw her turn ahead and pushed her car to its limits. She slowed, made a left and punched it again.
She passed the High School track and the road began to curve, forcing her to slow. The SUV closed and rammed her from behind. The car lurched forward, and she fought for control. There were still houses around, and Kelli knew she had to make it to the park.
She pressed her foot on the accelerator and the car leapt forward, leaving the SUV behind. She crossed Midland Avenue and entered the park. The road took a sharp curve to the right and she took it wide, maintaining her speed.
The SUV closed again, and Kelli decided it was time to put an end to the chase. She slammed on the brake and spun the wheel to the right, spinning the car sideways and coming to a stop in the middle of the road. She jumped out and drew her Glock.
The SUV screeched to a stop and three men jumped out, one with an AK-47, the other two with handguns. Kelli took cover behind the car, her Glock aimed at the three men. “NYPD, drop your weapons.” The men advanced and began firing. Kelli dropped to the ground while bullets pelted her car, and glass showered her.
After several minutes, the shooting stopped and she moved to the rear of the car. She looked to see where the men were, and could see they had moved closer. They were changing out clips and watching the front of the car.
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