Please welcome Amy Lane with
Fish On A Bicycle
Fish Out Of Water #5
Jackson Rivers has always bucked the rules—and bucking the rules of recovery is no exception. Now that he and Ellery are starting their own law firm, there’s no reason he can’t rush into trouble and take the same risks as always, right?
Maybe not. Their first case is a doozy, involving porn stars, drug empires, and daddy issues, and their client, Henry Worrall, wants to be an active participant in his own defense. As Henry and Jackson fight the bad guys and each other to find out who dumped the porn star in the trash can, Jackson must reexamine his assumptions that four months of rest and a few good conversations have made him all better inside.
Jackson keeps crashing his bicycle of self-care and a successful relationship, and Ellery wonders what’s going to give out first—Jackson’s health or Ellery’s patience. Jackson’s body hasn’t forgiven him for past crimes. Can Ellery forgive him for his current sins? And can they keep Henry from going to jail for sleeping with the wrong guy at the wrong time?
Being a fish out of water is tough—but if you give a fish a bicycle, how’s he going to swim?
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So Henry—the innocent client in Fish on a Bicycle—was a supporting character from another book that needed redemption. And, as it turns out, he wasn’t as bad as he made out to be—he was trying to do what was right a lot, and, well, that gets confusing when your father has a heavy fist and outdated ideas.
But Henry was redeemable.
But what about the guy he supposedly killed and threw in a dumpster?
Well, it turns out, we knew that guy.
Scott—aka Martin Sampson—was a bad guy from another book. A drug abusing, stalking psychopath who was last seen being carted off to jail after vandalizing his ex-girlfriend’s house because she wouldn’t let him in. He was Dex’s (from Dex in Blue) ex-boyfriend, and the things he did to mess with Dex and Kane were many and awful.
And oddly enough, I got letters about the guy.
“Can you reform Scott?”
“No!” I’d laugh. “The only way to make anybody feel sorry for that guy is if I killed him off!”
Stop looking at me like that!
No, seriously—it’s not like he was real! He was a pretend bad guy! He hooked John on cocaine to get him to sell Dex into a last porn scene with him. He was a super awful scumbag. This guy was absolutely, positively not going to get his own book, or his own romance, or his own happy ever after.
And seriously, I’ve never been happier to throw somebody in the dumpster with a gaping and fatal head wound.
But then, as Jackson Rivers and Ellery Cramer start looking into Scott’s life to clear Henry of suspicion for his death, I remembered my basic belief that most monsters—not all, but most—are made and not simply conjured out of thin air.
Scott was a monster—how was he made?