Saturday, August 03, 2013


Out Now!!

“Oh Sarah Easton —” A cold digital voice mocked her. “It’s about to begin. Send the virus.”
Cold horror washed over Dimity. She jabbed the phone’s off button and dropped it on the table.
A noise, the rough grate of wood on metal, startled her. Numbers curled across her mind as a migraine inched closer.
“It’s the stove.” She spoke out loud, to break the quiet.
Beau – the labrador – cozy and content at the base of the wood-burning stove, continued to sleep as if he’d spent the morning chasing rabbits.
Which he hadn’t.
Unless bacon was involved, Beau never ran.
The silence of the house closed back around her.
She scooped up the phone, hesitating, waiting, and hoping the suffocating dread would dissipate. It didn’t. Then she hooked the handset back into its base, flicked open the dishwasher and unloaded the dirty cups and glasses she’d stacked there in a rare burst of domesticity that morning.
Someone hammered on the front door. A thick white mug, with the faded words Nerd Girl on it, slipped from her fingers, bounced off the side of the dishwasher door and shattered into a thousand pieces on the floor.
Jake? It couldn’t be him. He had a key and was in the south of France. But no one ever came to visit, she made sure of it.
The person hammered again.
“Shit,” she muttered. “This stupid life.”

Friday, August 02, 2013


Wow! Just WOW!! Pursuit is shooting up the bestseller lists.  Huge thanks to everyone who has bought a copy...

Legendary hacker, Dimity Pond, is on the run from the law.  
Her landlord’s sold her home, her money has disappeared along with her two-timing husband, a cyber-terrorist named Nemesis is forcing her to wreak havoc with a nasty virus and she's developing a vile migraine.
Six years ago, Nemesis framed Dimity for the collapse of one of Europe's biggest banks. The money was never found, and the bank's failure caused untold damage to its customers. She's been living under the radar ever since. The only way she can clear her name and live a normal life is to uncover Nemesis's identity, but he's always one step ahead.
Since Lord Richard Summerhayes left the Special Forces he's built the best disaster-recovery network in the world, known as The Bunker. Banks, militaries, airports and other major systems around the world rely on him as the last unshakeable digital fortress in the face of disaster. Richard has been keeping an eye on his neighbor who has a dubious hacking past. He doesn't like hackers, and when someone nukes his network with an intriguing new virus he knows exactly who to blame. But when he confronts her, he gets a whole lot more than he bargained for.
When Nemesis commits an unthinkable act of terrorism, the last hope is an encrypted file that only Dimity can crack. Will Nemesis manipulate Dimity into helping him wipe out the world's biggest financial center? Or can Richard and Dimity take Nemesis down once and for all?

“My name is Susan Kiffler.” The woman had a cultured English accent that perfectly matched her outfit.
Kiffler? Dimity’s heart stopped.
The woman scrabbled around in her gigantic mauve handbag. “This is a photo of me and my husband, Jake Kiffler, on our wedding day.” She held out a picture with a hand that shook. Not just trembling, but shaking, like an online gamer at the end of a forty-eight hour session, down to his last quart of caffeinated beverage.
Dimity took the photo from the trembling hand and stared at it, trying to make out what it meant. A stunned, sledgehammered feeling made it hard to concentrate. Thoughts skittered out of her grasp and fragmented, like the smashed mug.
One thing was certain.
Jake was the groom who smiled at her from the photo.
“He said it was a disaster, that his first marriage only lasted a few months.” Dimity lifted her chin and narrowed her eyes. Jake knew her secrets. He’d helped her create a vague sort of life.
Hiding. Isolated.
“Jake Kiffler and I have been married for eleven years.” The woman pulled out a piece of paper and waved it at Dimity. It was a wedding certificate. “We’re not divorced. He’s still my husband.” She pointed to his name on the paper, then put it carefully away.
“Get away from my house.” Dimity reached forward and flicked the photograph back into the gaping bag. “Go away.”
Susan grabbed her wrist. “He’s disappeared. We’ve got two children.”

Thursday, August 01, 2013

PURSUIT - out now!

Its 1 August and Pursuit is finally released.

Cannot describe how excited I am!!  You guys are going to love this book...

When Dimity and Richard first meet its not exactly love at first sight...

The purr of a powerful engine made her glance around. A luxurious car cautiously made its way into the yard, its fat tires creeping through the mud.
A pitchfork leaned against the side of the stables. Dimity grabbed it and stepped out in front of the car. It jerked to a halt, and its driver stared over the steering wheel, as if deciding whether he could run her over and get away with it. Then, with a slow shake of his head, he turned off the engine.
“You’re Dimity Pond,” he said with grim resignation as he got out of the car. He was taller than she’d imagined, lean and dressed entirely in black. His hair was dark brown, same as his eyes, and he had the pale skin of a cave-dweller. There were deep lines of strain around his eyes.
He took a step toward her, keeping a close watch on the pitchfork.
 She tightened her grip.
 “And you’re Richard Summerhayes.”
This couldn’t be about the virus – it was untraceable – so she glared at him, though he didn’t seem to notice. Instead he glanced down, frowning as his black boots sank into the mud. There was a controlled rigidity about him, as if every movement was planned. He wasn’t quite what she’d expected.