Profit and Loss by Kelly Wood

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He proposed. She ran. Right into a murder.

Regan Harris lives her life full of adventure and fun, but when her long-time love pops the question, she panics. Seeking friends and some advice, Regan runs to Chicago only to walk into a murder investigation, intrigue, and her ex-boyfriend. The one who broke her heart and soul.

Torn between her old love and her new one, Regan throws herself into the murder investigation. With her emotions riding high and blinded by friends and love, Regan finds herself in the sights of the killer.

Caught between love, friends, and murder, who will she choose? And will she solve the mystery before her time runs out?

Profit and Loss is the first book in Kelly Wood’s Regan Harris Romantic Mystery Series. If you like Sara Rosett and Cee Cee James then you’ll love this light-heart and humorous romantic mystery!

Read now to follow Regan on her first adventure!

Targeted Age Group:: 25-60

What Inspired You to Write Your Book?
I loved writing as a kid and making up stories. On an adventure with my husband I finally had the time. We'd taken a year off to backpack around Central America. While my husband worked on his computer, I started the first book. It was such an exciting time!

How Did You Come up With Your Characters?
I'm a jump-in-feet-first kind of person. I'd made the decision to write a book but had no idea how to go about it. I figured I'd start with the characters and go from there. I wrote little bios on each one and used my nieces names for the main female parts. They love it!

Book Sample
I excused myself to the restroom, picking up my purse as I did. Jax caught my eye as I stood, I mouth the word ‘period’ to her, so she wouldn’t think twice about me grabbing my purse. Yep, I played the monthly card. I only came here with my purse, and that was the only excuse I needed to gather my belongings. She nodded and went back to her conversation. She and the dark one have had their heads together the whole time. She might not even notice I was gone! My hope was premature, her eyes bored a hole in my back as I walked away, but I headed straight for the women’s room.

I did a little happy dance in the bathroom stall, but I felt a twinge of guilt at lying. To ease my soul, I did use the facilities before bolting out the door. I touched up my lip gloss and smoothed down fly-aways. I debated on going back to Peter’s, where Jax was sure to find me, or hiding out at the movies first. The Brew and View was only a few blocks from here. The movies would be a safer bet, but if I could sneak into Peter’s without him seeing me, I could hide in my room all night. I decided on the latter. I just wanted to order some greasy food and put on my pajamas. I never should’ve come out tonight. I glanced at myself once more in the mirror before I opened the bathroom door.

“Nice try.” Jax leaned against the wall casually blocking the hallway to the front.

Crap.

My shoulders sagged for an instant before I straightened myself up. I am a grown woman. I am choosing to stay, and I am choosing not to talk about it later. With all the haughtiness I could muster, I turned back toward the patio and our table.

“You have eighteen minutes left.”

“You are creepy.”

“You are a chicken.” I turned my head and stuck my tongue out at her. “Keep going, brat. Their friend, Ben, showed up. He looks like your type.”

“I don’t want, or need, a man to distract me. I want to be alone.” Jax poked me in the back and nudged me toward the patio.

“You want to wallow in self-pity. I’m not allowing it. Go flirt. Have some fun.”

I didn’t know if I should be offended by that or not. What’d it matter? It was just one more person for me to ignore. I pushed through the door to the patio and headed back to the corner table. The group had all shifted a seat down to make room for the newest addition; his back was to me, and the chair next to him was the only one left empty.

The dark one pointed to us and said something to his friends. All of them turned as one towards us, like a pack of lemmings. I rolled my eyes before locking in on the new guy. That one I would not be ignoring. That one was exactly my type. I walked straight to the table, picked up my beer and dumped it down Ben’s shirt, shaking the pint glass until every last drop fell out.

Author Bio:
Kelly Wood loves to write the kind of books she likes to read; light-hearted cozy mysteries with a dash of romance and a truck load of fun. When's she's not curled up reading a book or working on her next novel, she takes to the road. Kelly's adventures pop up in her Regan Harris Romantic Mystery Series. Whether it's hiking volcanos (only to sled down them), jumping out of airplanes, or running up the stairs in the Vatican, Kelly wants to experience it all. Kelly spent months living out of a backpack in Europe and Central/South America with many other countries in between. For now, Kelly's roots are planted in Northwest Indiana with her husband, where she can be found writing.

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