Virtual Blog Tour - Harlow Coban's Life in Death

Hi everyone. I want to welcome guest author, Harlow Coban, who is joining me today to share information about her new book, Life in Death.

 Author Harlow Coban was born in Kansas City, MO, but grew up in Denver, CO. She relocated to North Carolina five years ago with her husband, two dogs, and 16-year old twins.

She shares a birthday with the notorious Napoleon Bonaparte. In keeping with his legacy, she is currently working on taking over the world. Harlow’s positive attitude and fresh take on life are her tools and conquest is certain.

She spends her free time writing, dancing, traveling and defending mailboxes from her 16-year-old twins’ driving.

 Her debut novel, LIFE IN DEATH (February 2012), is a murder mystery which pulls from real-life situations from her own family history. She felt compelled to share her story with the world while offering a thrilling, entertaining, and amusing escape for readers.

Harlow is on a virtual blog tour and you can follow her on all her stops at the Goddess Fish blog. There are prizes at each stop on her tour, so the more you comment, the more likely you are to win! Grin...

The author will be giving away one prize at every stop which may include (but isn’t limited to):

Amazon Gift Cards
Book Lover Note Cards
Journals
Kindle Cover
Book Tote
Hunger Games Trilogy

Additionally, she’ll be awarding a $50 Amazon GC to the host whose stop has the most comments (excluding the author’s and the host’s).

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In keeping with her commitment to improving the lives of children, a portion of the proceeds from the sale of her book will be donated to the Boys and Girls Club in her home state of North Carolina. Here's what Harlow has to say...

WHY DONATE TO THE BOYS & GIRLS CLUBS

It was a day like any other.  I’d just gotten home from work, grabbed the stack of mail, and rifled through it.  An oversized postcard with a scenic view of the mountains got my attention.  It was from the Boys and Girls Clubs of Denver.  I flipped the postcard over and read it:

Hi,

Thank you for sending me to camp. 

I really love it here.  It’s fun.

JC

I burst into tears. It was proof – tangible proof – that my donation had enriched the life of a child. That was several years go and I still have that postcard. 

I came from very humble beginnings so much of what I experienced growing up like going to plays, museums, amusement parks, and camping was through the generous donations of others. Those were some of the best times of my life and I never forgot it. 

The legacy I want to leave is of one who, in some small way, enriched the lives of children. Through donation to the Boys and Girls Clubs of North Carolina (http://ncclubs.org/), I can do that.

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Life in Death
by Harlow Coban

Blurb:  When a girl that social worker Kari Marchant places in foster care is brutally murdered, she’s compelled to learn why. Her quest for the truth pits her against friends and coworkers. As Kari works to solve the horrific plot, more people die. She’s been targeted for death and she doesn’t even know it. How far should she go to learn the truth—even if it threatens her life?

When homicide detective Rance Nicolet meets Kari, his attraction to her is powerful—and the feeling is mutual. But things between them go terribly wrong when Kari’s old lover is found murdered with a letter from her in his pocket. The evidence against Kari is damning. Rance’s personal and professional lives collide. Does he blindly believe the woman he’s falling in love with or follow the evidence no matter where it leads?

Harlow  loves to connect with her readers and can be found on Twitter (@HarlowCoban), Facebook (http://www.facebook.com/#!/pages/Harlow-Coban/174596219285270), Goodreads (http://www.goodreads.com) and her website (www.HarlowCoban.com).

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Excerpt:

"Where is she?" Luke Dolo, Patience’s father, pounded a fist on the table. His face had contorted into an ugly mask. His smooth, dark skin had a reddish tinge to it, either from alcohol, anger or both. 

 For the first time ever, Kari thought about alerting security. She weighed her options.

 “Mr. Dolo, please calm down. As I said before, you need to speak to the police.” She slid Detective Nicolet’s card over to him.

 He stared at it, eyes dull.

 “Just tell me what happened to her?” The veins in his neck bulged and pulsed.

 She didn’t respond. She couldn’t respond. It wasn’t her place to tell him his daughter was dead.

 He leaped across the table, hands closing around Kari’s throat like a vise. She struggled against his strength and they tumbled to the ground. He landed on top of her. The weight of his body coupled with the fall knocked the breath out of her, but she continued to struggle. She scratched and clawed at him to get free. His fetid breath nauseated her as she fought to take a gulp of air. Soon dots danced in front of her eyes and she felt dizzy.

 Detective Cobb had Luke on his stomach with his knee pressed into his back as he handcuffed him. “Looks like I showed up just in time.”