During her virtual book tour with Goddess Fish Promotions, Lindy will be awarding an autographed paperback copy of Crashers (US Only) to a
lucky winner. To be entered for a chance to win, use the form below. To
increase your chances of winning, feel free to visit her other tour stops and
enter there, too.
Blurb
about Crashers:
Fraudulent car accidents is a multi-million dollar racket,
involving unscrupulous medical providers, personal injury attorneys, and the
cooperating passengers involved in the accidents and who also receive a portion
of the illegal proceeds. Such is the fate of newly engaged, Nathan and Shari,
whose joy is tempered by the dark cloud of mounting debt. A chance encounter
with a stranger in whom Shari confides her troubles, proves fortuitous: he
tells her of a get-rich-quick scheme that will put her and her fiance on easy
street. Seduced by the chance to move from hard times to good times in no time,
she finds herself acting as a stuffed passenger the victim in a staged auto
accident. Shari gets her payday, but getting out and breaking free of the
insurance fraud underworld will take nothing short of a miracle. A modern day
cautionary tale that uncovers how the innocent get lured into the scheme of
cappers and hammers.
Excerpt from Crashers:
As the blare of the clock radio on
the night table jolted her awake, Shari
Barnes rubbed her eyes, blew her long brown hair out of her face, and
snuggled into Nathan Townsend’s chest. She curled her body around his middle
and took a deep whiff of his salty, masculine neck.
But she couldn’t ignore the voice on
the radio.
“Monday morning traffic,” she
sighed.
Nathan matched the sigh and put his
arms around her. “At least you don’t have to drive over the hill.”
“Yeah, I would just die if I had to
drive into Beverly Hills every day to work in a beautiful office.”
Shari giggled and disappeared under
their thick blue comforter for a few more moments of sleepy-headed bliss. She
felt Nathan stretch up, and a moment later the radio shut off. Then he slid down
next to her in the single bed they shared in their Studio City apartment, a few
blocks north of Ventura Boulevard. The constant drone and rumble of another
L.A. morning came clearly through the open window: cars honking, rock music
blaring, the frantic scurrying sounds of the film shoot a few blocks away.
Shari ran her bare feet up the inside of Nathan’s thigh.
He jumped. “Shit, your feet are
cold.” He pushed her legs off of him.
“What time is it?” she murmured
between kisses.
“Um, seven.” He nuzzled her neck and
she felt him becoming erect against her.
“No time for that!” She threw off
the covers. “Gotta be at work on time for once; gotta get my asp out of bed.”
“There’s a snake in the bed?” Nathan
grabbed her with both hands and gave her belly gentle nips.
“Yeah, of the one-eyed variety.”
Shari leaped to the floor and padded
naked into the bathroom. She turned the hot water in the shower to high and
stepped in, filling the small bathroom with steam.
She had just poured a green drop of
shampoo into her palm and was running her hands together when the flimsy yellow
and white shower curtain flew back and Nathan grinned in at her. She smiled
back, surprised by neither his arrival nor the partial hard-on that preceded
him.
“Mind if we join you?” he asked.
“There’s enough shampoo for
everybody,” Shari said as she rubbed her hands across her scalp.
He stepped into the stall, pulled
the curtain closed and began to lather her hair for her. She put her hands on
his back, feeling the taut muscles and the water streaming there, but did not
reach down between them. It took him about five seconds to realize it and hold
her away.
“You okay?”
“Fine….”
“Don’t lie; I can always tell when
you have something on your mind.”
“You know me better than I know me,”
she said.
“You know it.” He pushed her wet
hair over her shoulders. “Come on, give.”
“I was thinking maybe I should get a
second job.”
“You’re worrying about money again?”
“Well, I have to shoot my student
thesis film this year or I won’t graduate. But where am I going to get the
money I need?”
“How much do you need?”
“At least five figures.”
Lindy
S. Hudis is a graduate of New York University, where she studied drama at Tisch
School of the Arts. She is the author of several titles, including her romance
suspense novel, Weekends, her "Hollywood" story City of Toys, and her
crime novel, Crashers. She is also the author of an erotic short story series,
"The S&M Club" and "The Mile High Club". Her short film
"The Lesson" was screened at the Seattle Underground Film Festival
and Cine-Nights in 2000. She is also an actress, having appeared in the
television daytime drama "Sunset Beach". She and her husband,
Hollywood stuntman Stephen Hudis, have formed their own production company
called Impact Motion Pictures, and have several projects and screenplays in
development. She lives in California with her husband and two children.
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