Today I am taking part in the blog tour and sharing an extract from Dying Breath by Liz Mistry.
The killer is closing in… can she find him before he finds her?
When Detective Nikki Parekh receives a set of threatening postcards, she knows it can only mean one thing… The man who escaped arrest after murdering her mother two years ago is back.
Each postcard has a similar message: You’re next Parekh.
As the post marks on the cards gradually get closer to Bradford, Nikki must do everything she can to protect her family and catch the killer before it’s too late.
But when human remains are found in a remote barn on the icy Yorkshire moors, Nikki’s attention is pulled away from her family. When a tattoo on the victim’s arm – the only means of identification – leads nowhere, the team have already met a dead end.
Dying Breath opens with this scene and then in the first chapter takes us back to five days before this scene occurs.
With her heart hammering against her chest, her feet pounded the uneven ground. Snow fell in thick horizontal lines, drenching her as it soaked into her inadequate clothing. But she was thankful for it, as in this stark unfamiliar wilderness, it was only the snow and darkness that concealed her. Her jeans, heavy with moisture, wrapped her thighs like icy tentacles. Her hair dripped glacial droplets which unerringly found their way down the gap between her soaked scarf and the back of her sodden coat. Shivers rocked her body; still, she continued, slipping and sliding forwards over the rugged ground, aiming for a small grouping of trees in the distance that might offer cover. She muttered words of encouragement to herself under her breath as she ran. Whistles and whoops echoed eerily through the murky night as she tried to get her bearings, but with only the moon casting light over the unfamiliar terrain and her vision obscured by the sleet, she was lost. Erratic flashes of activity far in front of her and to the side drew her attention as she strained to make sense of them. Torches flickered, indistinguishable shadows flitted, restless shapes inexorably moved towards her, surrounding her – and not one of them was friendly. Deep in her gut she knew she was on her own, with her pursuers catching up. She glanced behind, seeking out the menacing looming figures drawing closer with every second. Then, the taunt pierced the night air.
‘Little girl come out to play. Today’s the day, I’ll make you pay.’
End of extract
DYING BREATH BLOG TOUR
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LET’S GET TO KNOW LIZ MISTRY
Born in Scotland, Made in Bradford sums up Liz Mistry’s life. Over thirty years ago she moved from a small village in West Lothian to Yorkshire to get her teaching degree. Once here, Liz fell in love with three things; curries, the rich cultural diversity of the city … and her Indian husband (not necessarily in this order). Now thirty years, three children, two cats and a huge extended family later, Liz uses her experiences of living and working in the inner city to flavour her writing. Her gritty crime fiction police procedural novels set in Bradford embrace the city she describes as ‘Warm, Richand Fearless’ whilst exploring the darkness that lurks beneath.
Struggling with severe clinical depression and anxiety for a large number of years, Liz often includes mental health themes in her writing. She credits the MA in Creative Writing she took at Leeds Trinity University with helping her find a way of using her writing to navigate her ongoing mental health struggles. Being a debut novelist in her fifties was something Liz had only dreamed of and she counts herself lucky, whilst pinching herself regularly to make sure it’s all real. One of the nicest things about being a published author is chatting with and responding to readers’ feedback and Liz regularly does events at local libraries, universities, literature festivals and open mics. She also teaches creative writing too. Liz has completed a PhD in Creative Writing on Diverse voices in crime fiction
In her spare time, Liz loves pub quizzes (although she admits to being rubbish at them), dancing (she does a mean jig to Proud Mary – her opinion, not ratified by her family), visiting the varied Yorkshire landscape, with Robin Hoods Bay being one of her favourite coastal destinations, listening to music, reading and blogging about all things crime fiction on her blog, The Crime Warp.
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My thanks to Rachel from Rachel’s Random Resources for my spot on this blog tour and for the promotional materials.