An excerpt from Agent White.

Agent White is out now, and I'm proud of it. It's a damn fine book, in my humble opinion. Here's a sample:

Boggle and Carolann walked on toward Rock City’s gate, hand in
hand. Ezra wondered how the girl couldn’t feel that dark presence, didn’t
seem to know that their deaths were coming up that rusty track.
“Run, girl!” he screamed, and both of them jumped. Boggle
whirled with a curved blade in his fist, eyes flaring. Ezra waved him on.
“Take her! Get her safe!” He looked beyond them, to the gatehouse, and
saw a figure in the shadows there. A pair of glowing white eyes met
Ezra’s. A small head bowed.
The girl will be safe here, Ezra Beckitt, a voice said. It had all of
the force of a cotton slip dragging along in the high grass, but he heard it.
We honor our promises.
Carolann, Ezra thought. He turned to the Incline.
“The girl’s safe, Elf!” Ezra said. There was an old man’s tremor in
his voice. “You’re too late!”
Laughter washed over him from down the mountain.
Keep him busy, old man, he told himself. Make him dance.
He didn’t bother looking for a target. He emptied both guns along
the path of the abandoned Incline, reloaded clumsily, and did it again.
Thirty years ago he hadn’t been able to tag this creature in an alleyway
too narrow to allow a car, but maybe he’d get lucky. Flame leapt from his
barrels. Bullets bit dirt and gravel and dug unreadable runes into the
trunks of the lonely fall trees.
A dull roar filled his ears. Ezra, dumbstruck, realized that he was
hearing the sound of air parting, making room for a mass that had not
occupied that space until just now. He fell back a step, dropping his guns,
and reached for the sword on his hip. He drew the blade awkwardly and
managed to bring it up just in time to meet the elf’s own through nothing
but sheer luck.

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