Today I am excited to share an excerpt from Jill Cooper's latest Rewind Agency novel: Detached. Check out the other stops on the tour and enter to win a $10 Amazon Gift Card in the book tour giveaway at the end of this post!
I received a complimentary copy of this book for use in my review. All opinions are my own.
Quick Summary of Detached by Jill Cooper. What you do tomorrow, you'll pay for today. Life was easier in the cage, now Lara Crane’s life is under a microscope. She thought she was out, ready for a normal life, but with the Feds endless questions and tests, Lara realizes she might never be free. Things would be worse if not for Donovan. They promise to ride it out together as Lara is fitted with a time travel restraint, designed to not only stop her, but to save her life as her mind spirals out of control. No more second chances. No more time travel to revert everything back the way it was once before. As the danger increases, so does Lara’s headaches and nightmares. Her brain is desperate to be free, loose, and as the future begins to flash all around her, Lara is terrified the end might be near. And maybe she doesn’t have a future at all.
Excerpt from Detached by Jill Cooper
I glance out the window at the plane’s wing and see the runway is moving beneath us. It puts an uneasy feeling in the pit of my stomach. “We’re going to take off now so I’ll see you in a couple hours.”
“I’ll be at your parents place. Wait until you see the homecoming they have planned for you.” Donovan laughs. “I love you. Be safe, rock star.”
Rock star. I certainly don’t feel like one anymore, but when he says it, my heart fills with love.
I slide my phone into my purple purse and lean my head back. The plane picks up speed to ascend into the clouds. The pressure pulses my head with pain and I hold my breath, I wait for it to pass, but it intensifies.
I taste metal and flashes of color dot my vision like July 4th fireworks. The sunlight streams in through my open window and dust dances in its glow at half speed. One of the agents stops at my seat and leans over. His voice is slow, twisted and sounds more like a demon than a man thanks to the slowdown of time. “Are you okaaaay Laaaraaaa…?” His voices drones on.
I begin to nod as his jacket falls open and I see the glint of a handgun. But he’s an agent. He’s there to protect me, so why do I feel so nervous?
Like a clap of thunder the headache is gone and time resumes like normal.
“I’m all right.” I force a short laugh. “Just scared of flying.”
“I could get you something to help you rest.”
“Nah.” I shake my head and turn my attention out to the window. Discussion is closed and the agent moves on, thank God.
If he were to know how easily I can freeze, pause, or slow time I’m afraid of what it would mean. He would tell his bosses, the government would find out.
And then they’d never let me go.