KILL CALL by Jeff Wooten Tour

I am thrilled to be hosting a spot on the KILL CALL by Jeff Wooten Blog Tour hosted by Rockstar Book Tours. Check out my post and make sure to enter the giveaway!

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About The Book:

Title: KILL CALL

Author: Jeff Wooten

Pub. Date: February 20, 2024

Publisher: CamCat Books

Formats:  Hardcover, Paperback, eBook, Audiobook

Pages: 320

Find it: Goodreads, https://books2read.com/KILL-CALL

Dreams do come true. It’s Jude’s job to make sure they don’t.

Born with the curse of prophetic nightmares, Jude sees violent murders through the eyes of the killer before they happen. His father, who shares Jude’s dark gift, has trained Jude since birth to save the innocent and to kill the killer. A life for a life―it’s the only way.

But everything goes awry when Hanna Smith, the young woman he was supposed to save, rescues herself instead, and catches Jude in her home. Fate isn’t inescapable, but it demands balance. While Hanna may be safe for now, Jude knows that the killer will strike again, only next time there will be no warning. Jude must now find the killer on his own, without the visions to aid him, in order to carry out the task he’s been training for before it’s too late.

 

 

 

 

About Jeff Wooten:

Jeff Wooten lives in Arkansas with his wife, three kids, and one dog. He is a physical therapist that works with adults and kids with orthopedic issues.

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Giveaway Details:

1 winner will receive a finished copy of KILL CALL, US Only.

Ends March 15th, midnight EST.

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Excerpt

I swallow and force the next sentence out of my mouth. “You want to come . . . help me pick out some cleats? We can head over to the food court after. Mall pizza is, surprisingly, not horrible.”

Molly’s eyes narrow like she’s appraising me. “You’re such a bad liar, Jude. I’ve had the pizza. Spoiler alert: It’s horrible.”

“Not if you eat it fast.”

Molly belly laughs. “That makes absolutely no sense.”

“Sure it does. You’ll see.”

“How about I get a salad?”

“So, yes, then.”

“Sure,” Molly says and stands. She reaches for her bags.

“Let me get those for you.” I stand up and grab the bags, turning, enjoying the mall for the first time since I was a kid . . . and Hanna Freaking Smith is right there.

An annoyed look crosses Hanna’s face as she brushes past me. Her shoulder meets mine, the faintest of touches. It’s instantaneous. The light twists, time slows, and I’m not in the mall anymore. I’m in Hanna’s house. Hanna’s at my feet, blood pooling around her head. The hammer in my hand feels good, like truth and power. I feel . . . electric. Everything is right. I am at peace, finally. If only for a moment.

Then I’m back in the mall. No more than a second has passed, but my head reels, my stomach turns, and my feet falter as I watch Hanna walk away. Dad’s words echo in my ear. The first time will make you queasy.

Molly stops, watching my gaze. “You okay?”

“Yeah.  I just—”

“Was that Hanna Smith? Do you know her?”

“No,” I say. “I mean. I don’t… so, are you going to Jacoby’s thing?”

Molly blinks and frowns. “I don’t know. I really haven’t decided.”

We walk, and I try to put Hanna Smith out of my mind, but I can’t shake the euphoria the vision brought and the queasiness that still churns my stomach. It was so real.