Jean
Henry Mead is a national award-winning photojournalist published domestically
as well as abroad. She’s also the author of 18 books including the Logan &
Cafferty mystery/suspense series, Hamilton Kids’ mysteries and western
historical novels. Her nonfiction books include five books of interviews and several history books, one of
which served as a college textbook. She began her writing career as a news
reporter and worked as a staff writer-photographer and editor for three
newspapers in California and Wyoming. She
also served as editor for magazines and small presses and freelanced for the Denver Post.
Jean says, " Although I was born and reared in Los Angeles, I
live on a mountaintop ranch in Wyoming, which is the setting for my latest
Logan & Cafferty novel, Gray Wolf
Mountain. Dana Logan and Sarah Cafferty are driving Dana’s Escalade down
the mountain when someone shoots out a tire and the SUV rolls off the road.
They’re soon rescued by an old man in an ancient, rusty pickup and they learn
that he nurses wounded wolves back to life. Someone’s using the wolves for
target practice, and later humans as well."
Stooped
and slim as a broom handle, he shuffled around to the opposite side of the
truck in his frayed plaid shirt and greasy, ragged overalls. Dana flipped open
her cell phone and punched in 911. Wouldn’t you know? No service in the area.
They would have to accept the ride. Offering to help their benefactor, they
were waved off as he removed an aging yellow cat the size of a short-legged
cocker spaniel. He then hauled out a battered plastic box with a cracked lid.
Placing the box and cat in the bed of his truck, he next retrieved several
lengths of greasy rope with hooks attached to both ends. That left something
wrapped in a filthy blanket. When it fell to the ground, they saw that it was a
saber.
Sarah gasped
and grabbed Dana’s arm. “We don’t want to put you to any trouble,” she said, voice quavering.
He
cupped a hand to his left ear. “What’s that you say?”
So he
was hard of hearing. Sarah raised her voice and repeated what she’d said.
“No
trouble, young lady. I need to clean my truck out, anyhow.”
“Young
lady?” They looked at one another and grinned. “We haven’t been called young in
ages.”
His returning
grin had several teeth missing. “You two look mighty spry to me. Good lookin’
too, if I might add.”
That
settled it. They would have to accept the ride, but neither wanted to sit next
to him. The old man didn’t appear to have had taken a bath in months. Turning
her back, Dana removed a coin from her wallet and flipped it on her wrist.
Covering it with her palm she motioned for Sarah to call it.
“Heads.”
Sarah said, crossing fingers.
Sighing
with relief, Dana showed her the coin.
“No
problem,” Sarah whispered. “My sinuses are so clogged from all this mountain
greenery that I can’t smell a thing. Make sure you roll down the window.”
Jean will be giving away a copy of Gray Wolf Mountain at the conclusion of the blog tour on December
11, and will announce the winner at Mysterious Writers: http://mysteriouspeople.blogspot.com/
Gray
Wolf Mountain is available in Kindle and print editions HERE.
