Here it is! The Cover for “The Samurai’s Inro,” the fifth book in the Harmony Duprie Mysteries. Coming June 1, 2020
Trouble has a long memory and is stalking Harmony Duprie.
Harmony Duprie has it made. Or so she thinks.
New job.
New routine.
A quiet life in the quiet little town of Oak Grove.
Oh, and Eli.
But trouble has a long memory and it’s playing a deadly game.
Friends’ cars stolen.
Her apartment ransacked.
The duplicate of a stolen Japanese antique carved box left behind.
Trouble follows wherever she goes, including the parking lot of the police station. Not even the want-to-be bodyguard brought in by Police Chief Sorenson can end the harassment. All her research leads to dead ends.
Can Harmony identify the face of trouble before she loses and the winner takes her life as the final prize?
Let the games begin.
Thanks to K.M Guth for another great cover design.
Scroll down for a bonus.

Watch this space for buy links, coming soon.
Bonus! Just for you, a quick excerpt.
“Not unless Marly comes with me. You coming, Marly?” Kody asked. His angry eyes locked on mine.
“No. I’ve told you no before and I’m telling you again. No.”
I read his intentions and was prepared when he reached for her shoulder. With a quick thrust, I knocked his hand away. “She said no.”
If he had known what was good for him, he would have backed down. He wasn’t that smart. He swung at me. In a classic move, I grabbed his arm and used his own power to toss him to the floor. “Not cool,” I said.
He should’ve stayed down but wasn’t that smart. He wobbled as he half-rose and lunged at me. I moved aside and kicked him in the rear as he sailed by. The alcohol didn’t do him any favors.
“Enough is enough. Give it up. Go home.” I wondered how everyone else was reacting and if I’d need to defend myself from any of his friends, but didn’t dare take my eyes off him. I backed up until I bumped into the bar.
It took him longer to get up the second time. For a minute, I thought he’d finally gotten smart and was giving up. I was wrong.


Now the first moon landing? Shoot, go ahead and use that before the dust had even settled. A presidential election? Have at it. The capture of a criminal? I’ll give you a soft maybe, depending upon the crime. The murder hornet? Better get that book written before they become a real problem.


And I really want a play day holiday. Did your school do that, just have a day to play games and have fun? Wouldn’t it be great if we could do that worldwide? We’d all get to ride bikes with bells and toss inflatable balls or whatever else makes us happy. Heck, we could call it Fun Day!






“You know, when I was a little kid, I wanted to be a cop when I grew up.” He glared at me. “Don’t laugh.”