I’m working on the prequel book for ‘Lethal Sin‘, and it’s already dark, and twisted, and a lot of fun. If you’ve already read Lethal Sin you may have been a little curious about Camille’s sordid past, about how she got involved in the assassin game, which ultimately puts her on the path to collide with Mateo in the book. I was so caught up in Camille’s story myself that this prequel started flowing out. It’s not named yet, and I’m not sure when I’ll have it finished, but this scene has her and Smith at a shooting range, and he’s just handed her a gun for the first time.

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“Pull the trigger.” His voice was just behind her ear, and she wrapped her finger around the metal and pulled.

Click.

“What the fuck?” She turned on him. “There’s no bullets in this thing!”

He jerked back from her and then yanked the gun out of her hand as it passed in front of his face. “No, there weren’t any bullets, and that is why. You don’t wave a gun around, and you definitely don’t point it at anything you’re not planning on killing.” Shaking his head he muttered under his breath. “Nevermind, I’m not selling -”

“Wait! Look, I’ll learn your stupid rules -”

“The rules aren’t stupid. You want a gun, you need to know how to use one.”

“You do this for all the people you sell guns to?” She asked, crossing her arms as she leaned against the wooden barrier. Those jade eyes met hers for a moment, and then he looked away, moving back towards the bag with the gun in his hand. “Stop! Shit, I’ll listen. I swear. Just show me, alright? I’ll pay attention.”

“You need to get your temper under control. That’s the next lesson you need to learn.” He sighed and reached into the bag. With a quick movement he shoved something into the bottom of the gun, pulled at it, and turned and started firing. She screamed and covered her ears, but he walked forward steady and calm, and then the noise stopped as soon as it had begun. The room smelled like the air had been burned, and he pointed down the range. “If you can ever manage to control yourself, you might be able to do that one day.”

Turning around she saw the tight cluster of shots in the very center of the paper outline. He had blown a hole through the middle of the thing. “Holy shit.”

“So, do you want to listen?”

“Fuck yes, I’ll listen if you teach me to do that.”

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Ohhhh, Smith has so much to teach her, but Camille has her own plans with what she wants to do once she can fire a gun like that. Curious? Stay tuned for more bloghops! In the mean time, check out these others below!