Here’s a quick teaser from
Primordial Principles #1,
Plumb stood in the driveway, hands on her hips, a piece of bright yellow paper in her hand. Cole groaned, exhausted, as he made his way toward her. The only light was a dim one above the front door on the Brotherhood’s front porch.
Plumb waved the paper in the air. “It’s four fifteen in the morning, and I’m afraid to even venture why I received a notice for you to appear in front of the Warden later today. And Danny has nothing to say, which could only mean one thing—” Plumb looked him up and down. “With the condition you’re in, I’m not sure I want to know where you’ve been.”
“You probably don’t.” Cole held his hand out for the summons.
Plumb handed the paper over, scowling, and Cole slipped it, unopened, into his pocket.
“Are you going to tell me where you’ve been?”
“Thought you didn’t want to know.” He walked toward the porch. There was a time, when Cole was much younger, that he never would have spoken so bluntly to his Lead, but those days, buried by all of his new responsibilities within the Ward, had faded. They were close to equals now, even though Plumb was about fifteen years older.
“I’m tired as hell. I’ve been up all night.” He turned to face her. “Okay? I need to get some sleep.”
“What were you doing in the middle of the night that the Principals couldn’t handle?”
“No…I, no, I wasn’t doing a girl. She just…never mind.” He headed for the door, flustered.