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THE HITMOM
Organized Crime Thriller
BY R.D. TRIMBLE
Blurb
NEVER PISS OFF A REDHEADED MOM!
Chelsea McGovern loses her job, husband, and money in just a few hours on a Monday morning. Can her day get any worse? Yes, it sure can!
Attacked by a thug in a nearby alley, Chelsea is forced to kill him in self-defense, setting in motion the rebirth of a new Chelsea McGovern; as THE HITMOM!!
Buckle up and hold on to your seats as Chelsea buries the ghosts of her wallflower past; along with more than a few bodies in this crime drama filled with dark humor and a dozen surprises!
“A gripping crime-fiction novel with loads of dark humor. A must-read!” ~ Jessica Lucci – Author of the Watch City series
“Follow the rollicking adventures of this rapacious wife-turned-Rambo in Award-winning Author R. D, TRIMBLE’S NEWEST BESTSELLER!” – P. Mattern – USA TODAY Best-selling author
“Hitmom is brilliantly written with a unique premise that captures the reader from the start!” ~ Paul Hollis – best-selling and award-winning author of “The Hollow Man” series.
“Laugh out loud funny! You’ll root for Chelsea as she tries to get her life back together after an unusual opportunity falls into her lap!” ~ Debbie Herbert – USA Today, Publisher’s Weekly, and Washington Post best-selling author.
“The Hitmom is a dark and hilarious spin on the hitman trope. Lovers of crime drama and dark comedy alike will love this unwitting mom-turned-menace!“ ~ Sarah Faeth Sanders – Author of “Soulmates.”
THE HITMOM
Organized Crime Thriller
BY R.D. TRIMBLE
Editorial Note: Edited for some language
Excerpt
Chelsea remained indifferent to Pam’s lingering stare as she knelt and unzipped the briefcase from the top, excitedly peering inside, her left hand holding it open. Her right hand maintained what Pam saw as a “death grip” on the pistol, an apropos analogy if ever there was one. A tiny wisp of smoke from the barrel rose into her nostrils. Chelsea inhaled, closed her eyes, and then exhaled with a loud humming noise that reminded Pam of an orgasm, something she knew Matt had not given her friend in ages.
At this sight, Pam awkwardly turned away to allow a slight but uncontrollable giggle. She wondered at that moment if they both were not in the grip of some temporary loss of their senses. Maybe, but we both need to snap out of it, and get us the f**k out of here.
Chelsea resumed her probing of the briefcase’s contents, unmindful of Pam or the world around her. and locked into her willful child-like attitude. Finally, Pam, not wanting to linger in what she knew was a crime scene, reached forward and gently slapped her friend on the cheek, avoiding the side with the blood on it. It was barely more than a tap, but it roused Chelsea from her macabre daydream. Then the smile and laughter vanished.
Her brazenly playful demeanor was replaced by a spasm of sobbing as the post-murder euphoria evaporated. Tears mingled with blood and ran like thin red paint down her cheek and dripped onto the ground. Pam cradled her face and looked at her.
Chelsea had once again transformed. She looked a decade older, with red, bloodshot eyes and a downcast expression. It was the face of someone who had witnessed a lifetime of horror in minutes, which Pam supposed Chelsea had. Her lips quivered as she struggled with an onslaught of emotions, each vying for control. Perhaps that was why she began blinking incessantly, a vain attempt to banish the grim reality represented by the corpse in front of her.
It was heartbreaking watching her friend being torn apart, yet it lasted but a few moments before Chelsea transformed once more. It was like the flick of a light switch, and Pam watched as a smile creased her friend’s face, a near-flawless copy of the one Norman Bates had at the end of the movie, Psycho. Pam shuddered and turned away again, unable to look at her friend.
“Pam, I think we should go.” Chelsea’s voice was phlegmatic and sounded bored more than worried. “Go? Chelsea, we just killed a guy. Are you kidding?” Only seconds before, Pam had wanted to get the hell out of there, but the logical side of her brain, if she had one, told her not to flee the scene of a crime. After all, they were innocent, right?”
“We? Pam, much as I appreciate the all-for-one Three Musketeers attitude, I pulled the trigger, so you are the D’Artagnan of this little misadventure.”
“Wait, I’m the rookie musketeer?” Her voice sounded almost outraged, but then she shook her head quickly. “Wait, forget that! You’re right.” She said, “Let’s just get the f**k out of here.”
“Good call. By the way, your ass looks sexy when it shakes in fear; you should nurture that.”
Chelsea laughed at Pam’s agog expression, wrapped her fingers around the handle of the briefcase, and stood up to leave. However, she only took one step before Pam placed the palm of her hand on Chelsea’s chest, blocking her path.
“Chelsea, this isn’t Dungeons and Dragons. You cannot just kill someone and take their stuff.”
Chelsea paused to look down at the corpse. Her eyes brightened as if the proverbial light bulb had flashed inside, and she nodded.
“You are quite right, Pam; it’s not Dungeons and Dragons…it’s The Wizard of Oz… So, I’m taking his shoes too.”
Chelsea knelt again and began pilfering his belongings. She thoroughly stripped the man of his shoes, assorted pieces of jewelry, and finally, his wallet. Pam shrugged resignedly and said, “Oh, screw it. Chelsea?”
She looked up quizzically. “Yes?”
“Get that gold tooth too.”
About Author R.D. Trimble…
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Links to R.D.’s websites, blogs, books, #ad, etc.:
Amazon Kindle: https://amzn.to/4aAeiS2
Amazon Paperback: https://amzn.to/43GkMLl
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Special Giveaway: R.D. will gift an ebook copy of Middle School Madness to one lucky reader, The Hitmom to another lucky reader, and Viktor: Vampire Usurper to a third lucky reader, and finally, a medium character role in his upcoming novel, “The Orphan Knight” to a fourth lucky reader who comments on his Karen’s Killer Book Bench blog. Happy Reading!
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new author for me book looks like good read and interesting too
Sounds good. Thanks for sharing.
Welcome to Karen’s Killer Book Bench, R.D. What an interesting take on the assassin storyline. I cannot imagine a mother becoming an assassin, or maybe I do. All you have to do is stand long enough in carpool lanes. Snort. Your book will be a fascinating read. Thanks for sharing it with us today!
looks interesting