CAPITAL THIRST by R.W. Buxton

CAPITAL THIRST
by R.W. Buxton

DC bustles, the light from the city fills the night. But in the dark alleys and backstreets, only slivers of light from a full moon dance. In such an alley, a shadowy figure is hunched over a body. She lifts her head to reveal soulless eyes and fangs dripping with blood as she licks her lips with exultation.

Standing up, she wipes her chin, and tosses her long black hair, then saunters away.

At FBI headquarters, Gerry examines the case files of 18 wealthy men, dead, with few clues, no DNA, and no leads...

When predator and prey become one, no one is safe.

EXCERPT
The smell of the lavender in the bath water made her linger a minute longer as she ran her hand down her smooth, alabaster arm, and then across her flat stomach. She lay back in the tub with her head resting on the soft spa pillow at the end. Her body melted into nothingness. The warmth filled her with a longing for a time now beyond her grasp.

Her thoughts floated through images of men she had killed. The terror of their last thoughts flooded back, aroused, and saddened her.

A siren on the street jarred her from her thoughts. She stood and let the tiny rivulets of water run the length of her lithe body. She stepped out onto the soft, luxuriant bath mat. Her long black hair, in stark contrast to her body, came just short of the middle of her back. She reached for a plush white towel to dry herself. She bit her lower lip, worried that she lingered too long. That she might be late.

Tonight was her night to kill, and she wanted it to be perfect. Just who would it be?

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AN INTERVIEW WITH R.W.
-What inspired you to become a writer?

Other writers. I’m an avid reader and have been all my life. When I was a teen, I read all the time and a good story always transported me away from the dramas of my suburban life and school to someplace exciting. Someplace where I could be whatever I imagined. Author’s like Tolkien, McCaffrey, and Asimov created vivid worlds of fantasy that were able to draw you in and take you away. While I don’t read much sci-fi or fantasy anymore it was these authors that made me realize a story can transport you to places you never imagined. Most importantly they lit a fire inside me to do the same for others. When it comes down to it I just want to give that gift back to others.

-If you could visit your book’s world for a day, what one thing would you do?

I would have dinner at one of the amazing restaurants Erin frequents. No doubt they are out of my budget but how amazing would it be to enjoy that kind of food and wine? Let’s face it I’m tired of McDonalds.

-It’s two in the morning. What does your protagonist reveal in confidence? (Don’t worry, we won’t tell.)

She would likely say that deep down she’s lonely and unfulfilled. All the creature comforts she’s amassed mean nothing to her, she just wants a simple, normal life and to know that someday she will die, just like everyone else.

-Which of your characters would you go out for drinks with?

This is a really tough question. I’d love to go for drinks with Gerry and ask him what’s holding him back. But he doesn’t drink and rarely goes out so that would probably be a bit of a problem. Erin would be a threat to have drinks with. If she’s at a bar she’s probably hunting. Although I’m not wealthy so maybe I’m out of the danger zone I’m not sure I would want to risk it. But if I knew she was a vampire and lived for over three-hundred years, I might not be able to help myself. The questions she could answer. What was it like before the French Revolution? Did you you ever meet Voltaire? What was growing up in Czarist Russia like? Sure, I could read history books. But we all know history is tainted by those that have written it. Imagine being able to ask someone that lived through it. To get their firsthand accounts, not the stories the victors want to perpetuate.

-You’re in a tavern, and a dwarf challenges you to a duel. What do you do?

Look around and make sure he’s talking to me. Then say, “are you talking to me? Maybe I could buy you a drink and talk about this. I don’t think you’ve got the right person.”

-Is there a genre you could never write? Which and why?

Erotica. I blush when I write the sex scenes in my books, which are more emotional than physical. I can’t imagine writing anything more than that. Not to mention I wouldn’t want my kids to read it. I love their reactions to what I’ve written and just couldn’t imagine what they would say. I would love to write a mystery though but probably never will. The plotting and red herrings always seems to be way to complicated and keeping track of the details and clues seems impossible. But with all that said maybe one day I’ll write a cozy mystery. I love a lighthearted story with lots of quirky characters and what makes it better than a little death.

ABOUT R.W.

I love a good paranormal read, something about the un-dead haunts the fringes of my mind. Mix in romance, love, loss, and you have a great story.

I voraciously read everything, fiction, and non-fiction but always find myself turning back to the darker stories. I’ve always wanted to write and the dream became a reality with Capital Thirst, and the remainder of the Erin Kingsly novels.

I spend most of my days designing and building websites, but my free time is devoted to my wife, family, and cats. Yes three grown children and three cats. Things can be hectic.

For fun you might find me driving winding roads with the top down or out photographing nature.

Find R.W. online:

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-Twitter
-Goodreads

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