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Acts of Passion

Sedonia Guillone

When a man is found in his apartment, appearing to have committed hara kiri with a samurai sword, Boston Homicide Detective Jack Cade suspects more is going on than what it appears. The department’s criminal profiler has left and a new guy is taking his place. At first, Cade is skeptical of Dr. Michael Di Santo. Di Santo seems so absent-minded and too neurotic to be effective. But he is brilliant and hot and Cade finds himself falling hard and fast, both in lust and in love. The attraction is mutual, although Michael’s past demons haunt him, keeping him from getting too close. Together, they begin to unravel Michael’s emotional knots even as they close in on a killer, another brilliant, wily person whose sights are now set on Michael.

I Am Cat Woman

No, I don’t look like Halle Berry (I wish!) and have the ability to leap around on buildings and climb up them, and all the cool things Cat Woman does. My being cat woman comes from my mania for my cat, Molly. I have had Molly since she is eight weeks old and I had never raised a cat from a kitten before. The other cats I had came into my life when they were grown up and so I never knew what it was like to watch a kitten grow up and go through all the stages that cats go through. I did experience that with my dog Chip many years ago, but I was a kid myself and at a different stage of life. Also, let’s face it, cats are way different than dogs and their growing up stages are…well…interesting to say the least.

Molly was born to a feral cat in our neighborhood. I had seen previous litters in the neighborhood passing by the sliding glass doors in the backyard. That was before our neighbor down the way started to take in the litters and then had the mothers trapped, spayed and released. Sandy had the kittens vetted and spayed and then got them adopted out. Thanks to Sandy, all the kittens have homes and the current feral family won’t reproduce. This is a good thing in our neighborhood because I live in a community of nasty uptight people who have tried to hurt the feral cats. No details here about that. Needless to say as soon as I can move from there, I will.

The upside is that Molly was handled by humans since her earliest life and so she is very people-oriented. She and I bonded and I didn’t realize she would come to see me as her mother, which I don’t think happens with fully grown animals. She is so smart and sweet and loving. Every night she wants me to put on this big cushy sweater I have so she can curl up on it and nurse, then she wants my boyfriend to give her belly rubs while she lies there all sleepy. It’s impossible not to be completely charmed. I have hundreds of photos I’ve taken of her (which, don’t worry, I won’t post here.) I’ve just chosen a couple of the cutest. I have joined the ranks of other people who adore their cats and I’ve really come to understand and appreciate what it is about cats that has enchanted us.

The really amazing thing about how Molly came into my life was the way she appeared, just a few houses down from mine. I was struggling through the process of looking for a cat or dog, filling out applications, scrolling through the adoption sites online and on Craigslist and nothing was working out. I’d even driven to a woman’s house where a friend told me she had a litter of kittens to adopt out. The woman supposedly knew I was coming over and wasn’t there when I got to her house. It seemed to be a sign that it wasn’t meant to happen yet. When my boyfriend said to me to let it go for now and I did, I believe a space opened up for the right little animal to appear. Like magic, within a couple of weeks, Molly and her four sisters were at our neighbor’s house in the kennel in the garage. That scene was one of the cutest ever. Picture five kittens wrestling and playing, swinging from the little hammocks. Except for Molly. She was always the separate kitten burrowing under a little pink rug while the others were playing. She still does that with the rugs in the house and also on the beds under the blankets. Oh, I could go on and on, telling you about all the cute things she does, but I don’t want to make your eyes glaze over, lol.

What cat or dog do you have and what are they like? Feel free to post a pic. Enter your comment and have a chance to win a copy of Acts of Passion (to read and I hope, to post a review on Goodreads or Amazon, 🙂 ) . Again, thanks for reading and for your support.

~Lots of hugs, Sedonia

Excerpt

Studying the front area of the building, he wandered down the flower box lined stone walk of the apartment building and turned to face it. Crime lab workers and patrol officers moved around on either side of the yellow crime tape, keeping the building cordoned off until Jack gave instructions to clear out and retain only the apartment as the crime scene.

Jack stepped aside to let someone go past him and bump! Smacked into something.

He turned. “Excuse me, I’m—” Or rather, he’d bumped into someone.

The man was adjusting the glasses Jack had apparently knocked off his face. “You’re in a crime scene,” Jack said.

“Yes, I know.” Almond-shaped brown eyes seemed to study Jack from behind round lenses. He looked Asian, yet sort of…not Asian at the same time. His dark brown hair was styled in a conventional way, parted on the side in short layers. The crumpled navy suit he wore, complete with diagonally striped tie against a light blue dress shirt made him appear as if his mother had dressed him for a spelling bee at school even though he was probably about Jack’s age. Forty.

Jack blinked. He was taking absolutely too long to find out who this man was. Then light dawned. Of course. “Dr. Di Santo?”

“Detective Cade?”

“That’s me. Hope I didn’t break your glasses.”

Di Santo touched them on each side as if to check. “No, they’re fine.”

Jack watched the man’s hands as he gingerly adjusted the frames. Nicely shaped fingers. Clean, trimmed nails. “Sorry I bumped you that way.”

“No problem.” Di Santo cleared his throat. “I hope I can be of help to you.”

Jack started. “Me too. This way.” He led Di Santo into the building and up to the apartment. “As I told you on the phone, I’m not so sure this was a suicide.” He let Di Santo precede him into the apartment and followed him, observing the way the slim man took in the surroundings on his way over to the victim.

Jack explained his suspicions and then let the man work. For what seemed a long time, Di Santo wandered about then stood in the center of the room, his gaze on the coffee table. His hand disappeared into his jacket pocket and pulled something out, which he popped into his mouth.

Jack watched him. Watched the man’s cheek bulge on the side while he sucked on whatever it was in his mouth, his gaze intent on the coffee table and victim. He then approached Jack and Jack heard the click of hard candy against the guy’s teeth. Finally Di Santo turned and knelt by the body.

Jack saw the professor’s eyes widen, especially on the hilt of the knife. “What is it?”

Di Santo seemed to ignore his question, staring at the knife. “Were his hands on the hilt of the knife or over his face when you found him?”

“Over his face.”

“Okay. Please open the robe so I can see the wound,” he said to Murphy.

Murphy did as he asked and Di Santo gazed for what seemed five straight minutes at the vicious cross-shaped cut in the centre of the wound.

“Jumonji giri,” he said, nearly in a whisper.

“What?” Jack looked between the knife wound and Di Santo.

The hot-yet-nerdy man was still staring down, seeming to ignore him. The candy in his mouth clicked several times against his teeth.

“Dr. Di Santo?”

Michael Di Santo looked up, his eyes seemingly far away yet intent at the same time. “What kind of movies did this man watch?”

About Sedonia

Award-winning, multi-published author of erotic romance, Sedonia Guillone spends her days writing deliciously naughty romances—when she’s not cuddling with the man she loves or watching kung fu and samurai films and eating chocolate.

Sedonia welcomes comments from readers. You can find her website and email address on her author bio page at www.sedoniaguillone.com.

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