Tuesday, February 16, 2016 | By: Cafe

Tuesday Special: Susanne Matthews with The White Iris

Susanne Matthews
http://www.mhsusannematthews.ca/


Time’s running out for Special Agent Trevor Clark and his FBI task force. They’re no closer to uncovering the identity of the Prophet, a dangerous serial killer who has been murdering new mothers and vanishing with their infants. If Trevor can’t unlock the clues, the killer’s threats to unleash what the FBI suspects is biological warfare could mean death for all of them. His only recourse is to swallow his pride and reach out to his former fiancée, the CDC’s renowned virologist, Dr. Julie Swift.

Two years ago, Julie ended their engagement after Trevor abandoned her when she needed him most. Now, faced with the possibility of the greatest epidemic since the Spanish flu, she has to put her faith and her safety, as well as that of countless others, into the hands of a man she doesn’t trust. Can they set aside their differences to stop the Prophet, and in doing so, will they find the love they lost?


From the streets of Boston to the wilds of Alaska, this thrilling conclusion to the Harvester Series takes several turns you won’t see coming!

Excerpt:
     Shutting down the computer, she got up, twisted her hair back into a chignon, and fastened it with her clip. Pulling open her bottom drawer, she removed the makeup bag there and took out the compact and lip gloss. As soon as she’d done what she could to make herself look fresher, she grabbed her lab coat and put it on to hide the overly casual outfit. Satisfied this was as good as she’d get, she headed up the two flights of stairs to the director’s office. She might not be ready for the cover of Vogue, but she could probably manage Science World.
     Knocking on the door, she opened it. “Sorry I’m late…”
     Her throat closed, preventing her from saying anything else, her pride coming to the rescue and keeping her from falling flat on her face. No. This wasn’t happening, not to her, not today. The man standing next to Brad was Trevor Clark. This was a storm alright, one worse than any Colorado blizzard might be.
     I’m going to kill Ellie.
     “Julie,” Brad said, coming forward, buying her a few precious moments to get herself under control. “Thanks for helping out like this. Dr. E.J. Swift, meet Special Agent Trevor Clark.”
     “We’ve met,” Trevor said, his voice husky, but he didn’t look surprised. His shadowed, deep blue eyes bored into hers as if he was searching for something.
      She gritted her teeth, wishing the floor would open up and swallow her. Her thumb rubbed the base of her ring finger as if the band she hadn’t worn in two years was there again, only this time it pained her. Whatever Trevor was looking for, she’d be damned if he’d find it. She pulled herself together, refusing to allow even a muscle twitch to show seeing him again upset her.
     The man responsible for so many tears and sleepless nights stood there, stone-like, his face not betraying a thing. He’d always been good at hiding his feelings, and now it seemed he’d perfected the ability. The only sign that he might not be as relaxed as he pretended to be was his clenched jaw.
     He’s uncomfortable—the son of a bitch should be in abject pain and agony.
     As always, Trevor was impeccably dressed in a pale gray suit with a coordinating shirt and a blue, gray, and silver silk tie. His light brown hair, as thick as ever, was cut short, and he wasn’t wearing his glasses. He looked tired, but when he was working a case he rarely got more than a few hours’ sleep each night. He was clean-shaven, and the faint scent of the woodsy aftershave he always wore tickled her nose.
     “Julie, it’s been a while. You look well,” he said, coming forward, his extended hand meeting the one she’d unconsciously held out when she’d walked into the office.
     Forcing a smile, she shook his hand, ignoring the familiar jolt of electricity and letting go as quickly as she could, stuffing both of her suddenly trembling hands into her lab coat pockets.
     “Trevor, nice to see you again.” She swallowed her anger and donned the professional mask she wore whenever she had to deal with unpleasant people and situations. There was no point in letting him know her cousin hadn’t given her a heads-up. “Ellie mentioned you were here from Boston. I thought you were based in Quantico.”

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The Harvester Series
     The White Iris is the third book and final book in the Harvester Series. While all three books can be read and enjoyed on their own, reading the three books in order will add to your reading enjoyment.
     Book One, The White Carnation, begins the hunt for a serial killer kidnapping pregnant women, murdering them, and then vanishing with the newborn infants. But there is much more to the crime than the detectives on the case can possibly imagine.
     Book Two, The White Lily, continues the hunt, but the Harvester is angry, determined to reclaim what he sees as his, not caring how many have to die for him to achieve his goal.


Amazon bestselling author Susanne Matthews was born and raised in Cornwall, Ontario, Canada. She is of French-Canadian descent. She’s always been an avid reader of all types of books, but with a penchant for happily ever after romances. A retired educator, Susanne spends her time writing and creating adventures for her readers. She loves the ins and outs of romance, and the complex journey it takes to get from the first word to the last period of a novel. As she writes, her characters take on a life of their own, and she shares their fears and agonies on the road to self-discovery and love. 

Not content with one subgenre, Susanne writes romance that ranges from contemporary to sci-fi and everything in between. 

When she isn’t writing, she’s reading, or traveling to interesting places she can use as settings in her future books. In summer she enjoys camping with her grandchildren and attending various outdoor concerts and fairs. In winter, she likes to cuddle by the fire and watch television.

Follow Susanne on her:  Website   Blog    Facebook page    Twitter @jandsmatt

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7 comments:

Susanne Matthews said...

Thank you so much for having me here today.

Susanne Matthews said...

Thank you so much for having me here today.

HiDee said...

Intriguing excerpt! Thank you for being with us today, Susanne.

Angela Adams said...

I have to find out what happened to the babies!

Leslie Garcia said...

Intriguing. And I have no doubt, nail-biting good reading!

RT Wolfe said...

I positively adore your cover. Best wishes!-R.T. Wolfe

Susanne Matthews said...

Thank you all for your comments. Angela Adams, It'll be touch and go, but I promise no babies were hurt in this series. Leslie Gracia, a hypochondriac might never sleep again. RT Wolfe. Thank you. I loved the covers for the series. And Hi Dee, it was a rela pleasure.

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