Wednesday, 29 April 2015

Blog tour - PROS AND CONS

Pros and Cons by Sydney Logan is now out!!! As part of the blog tour, I have a special excerpt for you!!!

Con artists Jenna York and Ethan Summers always seem to cross paths during their travels around the world. With their partners in tow, the cunning criminals wreak havoc across the globe, stealing from the rich and giving to the richer. While Jenna tries to convince herself that she sees him as nothing more than a professional rival, Ethan finds it a little harder to fight his attraction to the beautiful thief.

When tragedy strikes, Jenna and Ethan join forces, but are the stakes too high? Can they escape this last job with their lives—and their hearts—intact?

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Amazon best-selling author Sydney Logan holds a Master's degree in Elementary Education. She is the author of five novels - Lessons Learned, Mountain Charm, Soldier On, Once Upon a December, and Pros & Cons. Sydney has also penned several short stories and is a contributor to Chicken Soup for the Soul.
A native of East Tennessee, Sydney enjoys playing piano and relaxing on her porch with her wonderful husband and their very spoiled cat.
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“Something’s not right,” Abby whispers, reaching for the door handle.

“Don’t you dare! We’re supposed to wait here. Do you want to completely blow this entire operation?”

She begins to rock back and forth in her seat. “Why is it so dark in the building? That wasn’t part of the plan.”

No, it wasn’t part of the plan.

I glance at the surrounding buildings. They all have power.

Suddenly, Abby begins to cry uncontrollably.

Abigail Moore is the perfect partner. Her instincts are solid, and she always has an uncanny ability to detect when something isn’t quite right. Her sixth sense has saved our asses many times. But this reaction—and these tears—are completely out of the ordinary, and it scares the shit out of me.

“Abby, what is it?”

“I don’t know,” she says, rocking faster. “I don’t know.”

No amount of money is worth this. Nothing.

“Abort!” I scream into my radio. “Do you hear me, Summers? Abort!”

Abby gasps with relief. We wait for his reply.

“Summers? Ethan?”

All I get is static.

“Abby, try yours.”

She does.

No response.

“Screw this. I’m going in.” She’s out the door in a flash.


I quickly jump out of the car. She’s faster, of course, and just before she enters the building, she abruptly stops in her tracks and turns toward me. The look on her face is a mixture of grief, defeat, and acceptance.


“Love you, Jenna Michelle.”

My blood runs cold.

“Abby, what—?”

But she doesn’t let me finish. She races into the building just as the first explosion shakes the ground.


Flames erupt from the upper windows when I hear the second explosion . . . and then a third, the last of which sends me spiraling from the entrance of the building and back onto the pavement. My head lands with a crashing thud. My vision blurs as I try to focus on the billowing flames that fill the air with acrid smoke, causing me to choke and gag as I desperately try to catch my breath and stagger to my feet. I manage to stand for a second before falling to the ground once again. Paralyzed with panic, I watch helplessly as the flames burn higher and brighter. I faintly hear sirens, and suddenly, I’m surrounded by voices.

“Miss, are you okay?”

“I have to get in there.” I beg the man holding a flashlight close to my face. “My friends—”

“Your friends are in the building?”

I nod, but the motion makes me want to puke. “Three of them . . . a girl. Two guys . . . Abby.”

“Miss, I’m sorry . . .”

Why is he sorry? Why isn’t he helping?

“I have to find them.”

My voice is a whimper as I struggle to my feet. Someone immediately lifts me into their arms and places me against something soft. More people surround me . . . poking and prodding the tender flesh on my head.

I feel myself drowning in voices, pain, smoke, and flames.

“Love you, Abigail Rose.”

Tears trickle down my cheeks, and I pray for the flames to swallow me whole as I close my eyes.

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