Showing posts with label Justice is Served. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Justice is Served. Show all posts

Sunday, April 19, 2026

Sunday Snippet: Justice Is Served

What a wild week. We're back to almost winter temperatures with freeze warnings this weekend and the first part of the week. My cold is sorta kinda over, but the crazy weather probably won't help.

Had a pretty decent work week. I'm in flux on a number of projects but the work is moving steadily along. I'm happy to stay busy.

Pretty good viewing week also. I finished up a rewatch and have to pick a new show to watch on one of my streamers … and I have no idea what I want to choose.

Started off with My Life Is Murder and it was so fun to see a regular in one of the shows I watch do a guest turn in this episode. Can't wait to watch the finale this week.

Caught another behind the scenes episode of Foyle's War and enjoyed it. I have one or two more before starting the next season of the show.

Watched another episode of Poirot and loved the mystery. Hastings completely falling for the girl ended up being very interesting along with Poirot kind of lending a helping hand. Very cool.

Started the new season of Silent Witness. Jack's new look is … okay? Enjoy them being in a new city, and I'm liking the vibe of the characters.

Elementary, as usual, didn't disappoint. Such an interesting case and having Sherlock go out on a limb for Shinwell was rather cool.

Finished up my Batman Beyond rewatch and, honestly, the show holds up. Not sure what I'll pick next, but it might be DC universe adjacent.

Watched another Star Trek: Lower Decks. Kind of fun to have a one-off character come back and not end up being an actual hero. I like the risky maneuver there.

That's pretty much it for the life update this week. Tonight's post is from Justice Is Served, a novella that brings a couple together during an advocacy.

Here's the miniblurb:

Derby Stack is a cold-blooded killer, but not by choice. She's convicted for her crime, but Nate Mobius's specialized legal firm takes an interest in her case. Nate gradually wins Derby over and together they uncover a sinister trail leading back to her childhood therapist.

And a snippety peek…

Great question.
Not like she asked to have some righteous, nosy woman poking around in her dismal life.
Derby mimicked Nate's stance, bracing her back against the chair. "You're here because I apparently have the unlucky right to an advocate … who thinks she knows what's best for everyone on the planet." She rolled her eyes. "As if." Derby shrugged again. "Whatever. Not like I'm in any hurry to die a slow death in prison."
Tired of talking, she got up and started for the door—then remembered he hadn't given her permission to leave.
Heaving a sigh, she turned and kept her head low. "Are we through here? I have to have your okay to leave." She had to have someone's okay to take a piss.
Nate gave her a tight smile and waved his hand toward the door. When she pounded on the heavy metal, he got up, gathered his stuff, and moved to stand beside her.
Wilma yanked the door open and glanced back and forth between them. "Well, now. Aren't you two a cute couple?" Her wheezing laugh grated on Derby's ears.
Derby brushed past the guard and took her place one step behind the woman. Nate exited the room.
Ignoring Wilma's presence, he addressed Derby. "I'll be in touch soon. If you need anything, let Laura know or have the warden contact the legal firm."
Derby barely stopped from rolling her eyes. She lifted her chin, acknowledging she'd heard him. Wilma watched the exchange with avid interest. She also fixed her gaze on Nate's ass and didn't stop staring until he'd crossed into the admin area to sign out.
Wilma gave a low whistle. "Man's got a hot bod hiding under that suit." She practically licked her lips.
Derby didn't doubt he probably did, but she didn't share her opinion one way or the other. Wilma could perv all she wanted. Derby didn't do fantasies—not anymore.
Wilma jerked her head toward the cell block. "Let's go, Stack. You've got extra time in the library since you missed the last thirty minutes."
Derby hid her surprise. "Yeah, okay." She followed Wilma back to the only sanctuary she had.
And smashed down the flair of hope the guard's unexpected and out-of-character kindness sparked.

I really love how this one is coming together. Derby isn't quite sure what's going on, but she's in for a wild ride.


 

That's it for this week. Happy reading!

Skylin

Sunday, May 21, 2023

Sunday Snippet: Justice is Served

Greetings! It's been another busy week and I'm still excited about my ongoing projects. They're completely different genres and it's fun to have that variety while working.

Somewhat limited viewing week again. I've been in a place where background noise is more distracting than helpful, which occasionally happens. I notice it more on days when I didn't get solid sleep the night before.

I did catch most of Pennyworth. I have the last act of the episode to watch. This show is dark in all the ways I like shows to be. And I love getting to see Alfred actually grieve. And having Ripper be the catalyst that pulls him out is kind of a masterstroke. Such a great show!

Also continued my Battlestar Galactica rewatch. We started season two and the first ten episodes are so terrific. The second half of the season is also excellent, but I remember so much about those first ten.

That's pretty much it for the life update. I am hoping to get some gardening in this week so stay tuned.

Tonight's post is from Justice Is Served, a novella that brings the characters together under tenuous circumstances and explores how they build trust in each other.

Here's the mini-blurb:

Derby Stack is a cold-blooded killer, but not by choice. She's convicted for her crime, but Nate Mobius's specialized legal firm takes an interest in her case. Nate gradually wins Derby over and together they uncover a sinister trail leading back to her childhood therapist.

And a snippety peek…

At a loss, Nate didn't know how to approach the prickly woman in front of him.

No, dumbass, she's a prisoner. Someone conditioned to follow directions or wait for permission to do basic things.

He came around the table. Derby went completely still but didn't flinch. Instead, her gaze narrowed, and she inhaled sharply.

He slowed his gait and relaxed his stance. "Ms. Stack, I'm an attorney looking into your case." He stuck out in hand. "Nate Mobius. Please, call me Nate." He'd have to tread carefully from this point forward.

Derby glanced at his outstretched palm then up to meet his gaze. The look in her eye clearly indicated she wouldn't be calling him anything if she could help it. With an inward sigh, Nate dropped his palm. Tough sell, this one.

He nodded toward the chair across from the table. "Please, take a seat." He hung back, giving her plenty of space.

She shuffled forward and sat.

Nate returned to his side of the table, and he settled down. "May I call you, Derby?" He picked up his pen and withdrew a legal pad.

She lifted a shoulder, and he took the gesture as permission.

"Derby, my firm might seek to overturn your conviction. I'd like to ask a few questions to determine the best way to go about getting started."

She gave him a stony stare.

Nate pushed forward. "Have you ever lived or worked under an alias?"

A small frown marred her features, but no verbal response.

He'd take that as a no. "Do you have periods of blank time or blackouts?"

The look she sent him would singe the hair on a normal person. Good thing he'd never been normal. Nate kept prodding her for information, pushing for answers. Derby remained silent and sullen, refusing to respond.

Nate had to break the ice somehow. "Are you incapable of speech or just naturally a pain in the ass?" Maybe pissing her off would work.

Her gaze finally snapped to his. "Have you read my file?"

Progress, finally.

Nate nodded. "Yes, I have."

Derby snarled. "Then you should have everything you need to do your job."

Nate wearied of the fight to find a connection and the lack of headway. She didn't have to trust him, not yet, but her reluctance didn't make sense. Why would she not cooperate if it meant she could leave this place?

He leaned back, tossing his pen on the table. "Derby … why am I here?"

I seriously love this story. Derby is so prickly and unreachable in this scene and I'm pleased with how it all came together.


 

That's it for this week. Happy reading!

Skylin

Sunday, March 5, 2023

Sunday Snippet: In Support of Defense

March entered the room with some wild weather, which isn't a big surprise. Still having the back and forth chilly then warm and lots of rain and wind. I expect nothing less from my birth month.

Got a lot accomplished on my work projects. I have a new one coming in sometime in the next week or two and I'm looking forward to jumping into another new one this week.

Didn't get a lot of television watched this week, but I got a few episodes in.

Finished up The Mandalorian episode I started and thoroughly enjoyed it. My brother used to be obsessed with the sand people so it's fun to see them in action in this episode.

My Battlestar Galactica rewatch continued with "Act of Contrition." So many great moments in this episode and the acting is stellar. For a show that came out twenty years ago, I have vivid memories of watching this for the first time.

I also caught another episode of Only Murders in the Building. I kind of love where they're taking things at the moment. It'll be hard to top the first season for me, but I'm excited to see how this plays out. I'm really hoping it holds up.

That's pretty much it for the life update this week. Tonight's post is from In Support of Defense, a follow-up to Justice Is Served.

Here's the mini-blurb:

Arnie Cherlin seeks help from his boss, Derby Stack, and asks her to use Overwatch resources to help his best friend's sister, whose gambling debts are causing trouble. Cricket Lexiss doesn't want Arnie's help, thinking she can handle her problem alone. But when her brother is murdered and her life threatened, she turns to Arnie, which puts him in a tricky place because in spite of blaming her for her brother's death, he's falling for her. Yet he needs to keep his distance to remain objective.

And a snippety peek…

Arnie Cherlin stood on the porch of his childhood best friend's home. "Let's see what the professor wants." He raised his hand and knocked on the door.

Ben Francis came from privilege and never cared that Arnie didn't. Ben made sure Arnie had a place to stay when his mom went on weekend benders and forgot to come home. Ben also found a way to get Arnie into buckling down and paying attention in school.

The door opened and Ben greeted him with a distracted smile. "Arnie! Thanks for coming." Stepping back, he invited Arnie inside the quaint cottage Ben lived in on the outskirts of the university campus.

Arnie didn't like the vibe coming from his friend, but he followed him into the small living room. "What's going on? You're pinging red alert even if you're trying to be cool about it." He flashed a smile when Ben stopped short and narrowed his gaze.

Ben waved Arnie to a side chair. "How do you do that? I never could get anything past you." He sat on the edge of the sofa.

Arnie shrugged. "You know I got good at reading people when my mom came home from one of her lost weekends." He never knew if he'd have happy Maureen or angry Maureen. "And the air force honed my skills with their cryptology program." Decrypting body language took a distinct skill set.

Ben shook his head. "And you want me to cut to it, right?" Leaning forward, he rested his forearms on his knees. "You probably need to get back to … wherever it is you work."

Arnie cracked another grin. "I don't always have a specific location. And I don't mind getting a little work-life balance on occasion." He propped his ankle on his knee. "But you didn't ask me here to play catch up, so yeah, what's going on?" A knot of worry coiled in his gut.

Ben heaved a sigh. "You work for some kind of government agency, right? Like you have resources you can use to help people?" His eyes filled with banked concern … and fear.

The knot grew tighter. "Are you in trouble, Ben?" Probably a stupid question because the universe didn't make straighter arrows than Ben Francis.

Ben shook his head again. "No. Not at all." He straightened and squared his shoulder. "I'm worried about Cricket. She's getting in deep with gambling and owes a significant amount."

Arnie's eyes widened. "Your half-sister Cricket?" Of course Ben meant his sibling … how many people named their daughters Cricket? "Didn't she become a nurse?" The type that wanted to save the world. "Did you say underground gambling?" What the hell?

Ben got up and paced back and forth. "To answer your questions. Yes. Yes. And yes." He sat back down. "Can you please help her? Or, do you have any suggestions for how I can help her?"

Arnie is definitely thrown but he won't turn Ben down. Arnie will call on his boss, Derby Stack from Justice is Served, to help out.


 

That's it for this week. Happy reading!

Skylin

Sunday, August 19, 2018

Sunday Snippet: Justice is Served

Yeesh, another crazy-busy week. And it's allergy season for me, so… yay. Not.

I had a particularly lengthy manuscript with formatting issues so my viewing schedule dwindled again this week. As usual, I caught marathons of Murder, She Wrote and In the Heat of the Night as background for much of the week.

I caught a CW Seed pilot called Cupid's Match. Gotta say that one looked kind of interesting. Also watched Pensacola: Wings of Gold and another episode of Lexx.

I ended up starting and not finishing another Hallmark Movie. I apparently like the mysteries way better than the meet-cutesy ones. Still… I'll keep sampling.

On DVD, I caught two Batman movies. Bad Blood and The Killing Joke. Both were pretty decent and I enjoyed the more adult-oriented storyline.

Finished season four of Strike Back and I'm geared up for season five. Looking forward to seeing if I like the new cast as much as I loved the previous one.

I'm almost finished with season six of Chicago Fire. I truly love where the cast is right now. Of course, there's a major shake-up for season seven so I'm not sure how I'll like that.

Caught a sci-fi marathon of original series Battlestar Galactica, Kolchak, the Night Stalker, Lost in Space, and Voyage to the Bottom of the Sea last night. I love revisiting some of those classic shows.

And that's it for television this week. I'm behind on Wynonna and Killjoys, but should catch up this week. Fingers crossed. Tonight's post is from Justice is Served, a novella that started with a writing community prompt of writing a story where the main character is wrongly convicted of a crime and the other main character is part of the legal firm that helps on the case.

Here's the mini-blurb:

Derby Stack is a cold-blooded killer, but not by choice. She's convicted for her crime, but Nate Mobius's specialized legal firm takes an interest in her case. Nate gradually wins Derby over and together they uncover a sinister trail leading back to her childhood therapist.

And a snippety peek…

Nate Mobius stood outside the boardroom, waiting for his next assignment. At twenty-seven, he never dreamed he'd be one step away from full-partner status in a law firm. Then again, Overwatch didn't exactly do anything by normal standards.
Probably why Nate landed on their radar five years ago.
His right-place-right-time luck had him finished with his undergrad courses by twenty and law school by twenty-two. Not the usual path for hopeful attorneys.
The doors opened and Mac Douglas greeted Nate. "We're ready for you." He ushered Nate into the conference room and closed the regular world out.
Here… in the private chambers on the top floor of Overwatch's building, regular blended with fantastically covert. Nate appreciated the ability to work behind the scenes within the bounds of the law. Secretive didn't have to mean illegal.
He took his place at the small table facing a three-seat semicircle of partners. Mac settled into his spot in the center of the group. Peter Lang and Sam Straight flanked Mac on either side.
The shades lowered on the windows and a projector flashed the image of a young woman on the paneled wall.
"This is Derby Stack, twenty-two, convicted of seventeen counts of murder." Mac's voice captured the severity of the crimes. "We've taken an interest." On a split screen, he moved through a series of pictures showing clean kills, but gruesome nonetheless.
Nate tried to reconcile the lean woman depicted in the photo with the still shots of death. His brain whirred. Interest could mean anything from believing Derby innocent to wanting to recruit her for a position at Overwatch.
Nate opened his attaché case and pulled out a legal pad. "What's the interest here?" He glanced at the photo of Derby.
Dark, wispy hair framed a face with deep-set brown eyes. He pictured being snared in her gaze, which appeared sharp, intelligent, and watchful at the same time. She didn't look big enough to commit the crimes she had, but Nate discounted the initial impression. Small in stature didn't mean light of strength.
Mac steepled his fingers. "She's not a typical hard case." He brought up a series of childhood images.
Peter put up several documents, showing court-ordered evaluations and other discovery items. "No mental issues discerned by the psychologist, but she's a victim of the system. Bounced around foster homes until she finally settled into one six years before she aged out." He nodded approval when Nate jotted the notes down.
Sam took over. "Her case fast-tracked through the courts and the conviction came back quick."
Nate had plenty of experience with the fast track. He'd been recruited by Overwatch, specifically by Mac Douglas, before he'd passed the bar. In Nate's situation, the interest of the partners provided him opportunities he wouldn't have received on a traditional path.
Derby's experience showed how the opposite. The wheels of justice moved with an almost inhuman speed to imprison her. The big question? Why?
Nate's gut instinct kicked in. "Is there coverage from the trial?" If the partners had an interest, there had to be more to the story.
Peter shot Mac a quick glance and a knowing smirk. Nate resisted the urge to roll his eyes. He's passed another unknown test.
Mac gave a nod to Sam, who depressed a button on the table. A television glided out from a recessed area in the wall. A travesty of injustice unfolded on the screen during a surprisingly short-lived trial.
When the footage ended, Nate sat convinced Derby Stack had been railroaded into a prison term with a death penalty verdict. So much had been wrong with the way her defense handled the court proceedings. No wonder the partners had an interest in her case.
Nate picked up his pen again. "What's my objective?"
The three men gave him wide smiles.

I'm having so much fun writing this one, I'm hoping to write versions for my alter egos, ML Skye and Skye Ritchey. We'll see what the sages come up with.



That's it for this week. Happy reading!


Skylin

Sunday, May 8, 2016

Sunday Snippet: Justice is Served

Happy Mother's Day to all the terrific moms out there! Enjoy the day and may you all be pampered and treated to your fondest wishes.

This week in television had some terrific stuff. Starting on Monday with Gotham, which is supposed to get a third season—yay! Hunters is still kind of dragging for me, but I'll finish out the season just because.

Tuesday's episode of The Flash ended on quite the cliffhanger. Looking forward to this week's follow up to find out what, exactly, happened. Agents of SHIELD kind of disappointed me but I did like the interaction between Daisy and Mac. And Fitz and Simmons are completely adorable.

Wednesday's Arrow proved very interesting. I had a sneaky suspicion Alex would turn out to be kind of cagey. Here's hoping he's not a total asshat… or that Thea makes him hurt a lot if he is. J

Thursday's Legends of Tomorrow made me so happy. I really do love this show. And the team is starting to mesh together in a great way. Orphan Black continues to blow my mind in wonderful ways. I wish I could say the same about After the Black, but maybe they'll find a good footing in the near future.

Wynonna Earp is still one of the best shows on TV right now. I'm very intrigued about Dolls's situation and look forward to more revelations on that end. I'm still a little behind on Banshee, but slowly catching up. Considering it's the last season, I'm not in a huge hurry to say goodbye.

And that's it on the television front this week.

Tonight's post is from Justice is Served, a novella based on the prompt of one character is convicted of a crime they didn't commit, the other character handles their appeal.

Here's the mini-blurb:

Derby Stack is a cold-blooded killer, but not by choice. She's convicted for her crime, but makes a last ditch appeal to Nate Mobius's legal firm. He takes the case and together they uncover a trail leading back to her childhood therapist.

And a snippety peek…

She finally broke the silence. "Why am I here?" She didn't move from her location by the door, but she folded her arms across her chest.
Nate angled his head around. "Would you rather be somewhere else? Back in the interview room, maybe?" He couldn't wait to hear her answer, his curiosity revved to maximum.
Derby lifted a shoulder. "I know what to expect in an interview room." Her gaze zoomed in on him again. "I don't here. What do you want from me?" Her tone had an edge to it.
Nate liked the reaction. Throwing her off balance drew new responses, things she couldn't have prepared for. Headway won, fought for with sheer instinct.
Nodding toward the seating arrangement, Nate indicated she had a choice. "I want you to sit, be comfortable, and know you're safe here." He swept his arm out. "For as long as you're in this room, no harm will come to you."
She reacted immediately. "No place is safe. Not for me." A shudder rippled through her, but she loosened her arms and quietly made her way to the loveseat. "You're an idiot if you think otherwise." Instead of plopping down on the cushions, she ran her fingers over the fabric then turned and gracefully got settled, tucking her legs up under her.
Nate counted the snide comment as another win. She'd said more in those few sentences, with an honesty she probably didn't know she'd provided, than she had in their previous meeting. Getting her out and away from an institutional environment gave him an opportunity to observe her in a new light.
Something he needed to do if he had a hope in hell of winning her appeal.
Nate perched on the edge of the recliner. "As long as you're in here, just you and me, you won't be hurt. You have my word." He waited until she met his gaze. "This room isn't wired or rigged for outside viewing. It's the best I can offer." He watched her closely for her responses.
She frowned. "Lots of ways a person can get hurt, but you couldn't possibly understand." She opened her mouth to say more, but a succession of quick knocks on the door drew her attention.
She sent him an accusatory glance.
Nate held up a hand. "I've been expecting the interruption. Stay put, I'll be right back." He got up and crossed the room, tapping twice on the door.
The deputy opened it and handed Nate the stuff he'd ordered. "You sure this is a good idea?" His skepticism rang through loud and clear even though he kept his voice lowered.
Nate juggled the food and beverages. "I'm sure." He nudged the door closed with his foot, shutting down any additional questions.
Turning toward Derby, he caught the quick flick of her tongue over her lower lip and the twitching of her nose at the aroma of a fresh pizza pie from his favorite hole-in-the-wall restaurant.
Carrying the boxes over, he deposited them on the free end of the loveseat.
Her mouth dropped open. "Is that beer?" She reached out to snag a bottle, her wide-eyed gaze colliding with his. "I'm allowed to have one?" Her tone held a note of disbelief.
Nate flipped the lid up on the pizza box. "Why not? You're over twenty-one and we'll probably be here for a while. And I'll clear it with the jail, so you won't be put on lockdown."
She twisted off the cap and tilted the bottle to her mouth, letting some of the amber liquid slide down her throat, before responding. "Thanks. Appreciate it."
Nate blinked, a little stunned she hadn't put up her defenses. The pizza and beer? Best call ever. He settled into the recliner and snagged a piece of pizza, content to let their session unfold at Derby's pace.

Nate has his work cut out for him. He'll fight hard to earn Derby's trust.



That's it for this week. Happy reading!


Skylin

Sunday, May 18, 2014

Sunday Snippet: Justice is Served

Hello,

Well, my show finales did not disappoint. S.H.I.E.L.D. did deliver an awesome ending to its first season. And, guys, Arrow pretty much blew me away. The fight scene between Deathstroke / Arrow superimposed on the Slade / Oliver island one counts as one of my very favorites of the entire series. I'm so excited to see where season three goes. As usual, Orphan Black gave me tons of stuff to speculate about and think on. My love for Paul grows every time he's on the screen, I kid you not. I WANT to know more about his background. I'm also completely turned around by Helena. That chick is off the charts insane, but she's also dead on with her observation skills. Seriously, I love her. LOL

Tonight's post is from Justice is Served, a novella with suspense and a little mayhem.

Here's the tagline:

Derby Stack is a cold-blooded killer, but not by choice. She's convicted for her crime, but makes a last ditch appeal to Nate Mobius's legal firm. He takes the case and together they uncover a trail leading back to her childhood therapist.

And a snippety peek…

Derby watched the medallion spinning back and forth, listening to the monotone voice of her therapist as he counted backwards from one hundred. Her eyelids drooped and she hated this part of the sessions. At twelve, she didn't understand the benefit of hypnosis, but Dr. Mune convinced her foster mom Derby would be forever changed by the treatment.
What a load of crap.
"Derby, you're relaxed now, and open to all suggestions. Do you understand?"
Derby automatically responded, "Yes, Dr. Mune."
"Good, good." He placed the shiny medal aside and moved in closer. "Do you remember what we covered in our last session?"
Derby nodded. "Yes, Dr. Mune."
"And what was that, Derby?"
Derby didn't hesitate with her answer. "Detailed instructions on how to kill someone."
Dr. Mune smiled. "Good, Derby, very good."
Yeah, I think Derby will definitely be forever changed… and not in a good way. J



That's it for this week. Happy reading!


Skylin