Quotes from my books and stories
“Ha! Serves you right for trying to set me up with your stalker.”
“You think that’s who it is—Cruz Veras again?”
“I don’t know,” I admitted, chewing thoughtfully on a ring of calamari. “It’s hard for me to imagine him making threatening moves on you in a Chrysler LeBaron. A Beamer, maybe, but a LeBaron? Never.”
She tossed a shrimp at me. “Tth’izi,” she called me, Hopi for “goat.”
“Mule,” I corrected, and went back to my squid.
Excerpt From: Maya Kaathryn Bohnhoff, The Antiquities Hunter
I’m celebrating the February 11 release of the trade paperback edition of THE ANTIQUITIES HUNTER starring the inimitable Gina “Tinkerbell” Miyoko, private eye. Over in Book View Cafe’s online bookstore, the prequel novelette, “Tinkerbell on Walkabout” is on sale for $1.99 if you purchase it directly from bookviewcafe.com.
“What’d he look like?”
“Like I could tell from that distance?”
I kept my narrowed eyes on her face.
She closed her eyes. “Dark hair, I think. He was wearing a baseball cap and dark glasses. Uh . . . well-tanned or dark-skinned. Slender. Tallish.”
“Ish?”
“Around five-ten, five-eleven.”
A titan in my little universe. “If you are being stalked, you need to tell someone. Besides me. Preferably your boss . . . or the police.”
“And if I’m not, I look like I’m paranoid. Not good for my professional credibility.”
I suddenly felt much less impotent than I had about two minutes earlier. “All right. The first thing we need to do is establish the existence and identity of the stalker.”
“And how do I do that?”
“We, Rose. We.”
She smiled. The first genuine Rose Delgado smile I’d seen for weeks. “How?”
I pulled my lucky Caddie wire out of the side pocket of my gym bag and twisted it around my wrist. “We turn the tables on him.”
Excerpt From: The Antiquities Hunter, a Gina Miyoko Mystery by Maya Kaathryn Bohnhoff
In celebration of the February 11th trade paperback release of THE ANTIQUITIES HUNTER (Pegasus Books), I post this quote from the novel. (Oh, and BookViewCafe.com is offering the companion novelette prequel, “Tinkerbell On Walkabout” for a mere buck 99 during the month of February.)
I lay down to sleep with the sound of water lapping at the keel of my houseboat. Far and away, there was an underscore of pounding surf, like a mother’s heartbeat. Somewhere along the path to sleep, I stumbled into a world in which the heartbeat became my own, and the hiss of surf became the hiss of traffic. There were odors here too—oil, wet concrete, something frying.
Sight was slow to register. I was swaddled in moist, cool darkness that clung to my skin. My eyes finally caught up with my other senses and informed me that I was in an alley. Before me was the opening to the street. Neon flashed blue, then red on the glistening concrete, and infused the mist with color—hot then cold. On my left and right were brick walls that seemed to go up into infinity. There was graffiti on them.
Behind me was darkness; I instinctively edged away toward the untrustworthy light.
That’s when a voice spoke my name. It was a man’s voice, crooning sweet slime. I knew it well. It filled me with disgust and desperation.
I ran.
—Gina Miyoko from Maya Kaathryn Bohnhoff’s, The Antiquities Hunter
It’s Book Quote Wednesday, y’all!
It was a struggle not to roll my eyes. “Day in the life? Habits? And for that, you scare a woman into hiring a bodyguard?”
His brows ascended. “Bodyguard? Are you speaking of yourself . . . or the dog?”
As if knowing he had been mentioned, Hoho chuffed and wagged his tail harder.
Okay, now I wanted to help Rose punch this guy in the face whether he was telling the truth or not. “I’m a licensed private detective,” I said quietly. “The pretty blue gun is not just for show. I actually know how to use it.”
He gave me a direct look. “I have no doubt of that.”
Excerpt From: Maya Kaathryn Bohnhoff’s “The Antiquities Hunter” in hardback and eBook from the usual suspects.
