Remember the playboy that Nicola used to be before he met and fell in love with Ivy? Well, there is a new bad boy on the block and his name is Luke Johnson. From the start, this guy is mysterious. He carries himself with a certain swagger that makes women look twice and men look for their women, if he’s in the room. But I don’t give you much on him in the beginning because I want you to draw some conclusions. Long story short. This guy is fun. He’s a wild card that you just won’t be able to put your finger on until the very end. Here is his introduction into the story…
The World In Reverse
Latrivia S. Nelson and RiverHouse Publishing, LLC © 2012
An uncanny nervousness swept over him, making his stomach clench tight as he watched. Sure he had seen a hundred bodies over his career, but there was something very disturbing about seeing a child that had been mutilated, raped and murdered. Every time that he was forced to view one, the image burned indelibly into the back of his mind and haunted him for weeks. He could see it in his sleep, when he daydreamed, when he blinked. This was the hardest part of the job.
Stepping out in the rain, boots landing in a puddle of mud and grime, he pulled his badge from under his t-shirt and let it hang like a dog tag on his chest. The gleaming gold of the badge against black leather caught the reflection of the street light and gleamed in the gloomy setting. The cold wet rain beat against his body as he stalked over past the onlookers who had gathered and stepped across the yellow police tape into the scene of the crime.
“What’s up, Agosto,” homicide detective Luke Johnson said with a handkerchief over his mouth, looking up from the opened latch of the dumpster.
Detective Luke Johnson was an ethnic enigma. Fair-colored, deep-set brown eyes, arched black brows, bald head, muscular body and deep voiced, he was a mirror image of Vin Diesel in build and appearance, and he had never once told anyone if he was black, white or other. As far as anyone knew, he was just Johnson, and Agosto figured he liked it that way.
“Nothing, man,” Nicola said, nodding.
“I heard about the demotion,” Johnson said with a smirk. “What? You didn’t like being a lieutenant?”
There was an east coast accent that Agosto picked up in Johnson’s voice but didn’t bother to say anything about.
Agosto coughed involuntarily, feeling the rain agitate his cold. “It wasn’t that. I didn’t like punks pissing on my female cops. So I made an example out of a couple of them. Who knew that they had good lawyers?”
Johnson raised his brow. “You’re lucky all that you got was a demotion. Shit, from what I heard about the ass beating you gave those guys, you should have gotten shit canned.”
“I’ll remember to count my lucky fucking stars from now on,” Agosto said, tired of telling the same story over and over. It had been months, he thought it should have been old news by now.
Johnson could see Agosto’s irritation and chose to move on. “So what good thing did this call ruin for you? Because I was in between a beautiful brunette’s thighs. And for the record, I don’t think I’ll get another chance.”
Recognize anything familiar? You will see that Johnson and Agosto have a lot in common. Both men are sure of themselves and know a little something about thinking with the other “brain” but Agosto is the older version of his new “partner”.
But whether or not he is friend or foe will be decided later.
More to come!
August 9, 2012 | Categories: Uncategorized | Tags: Interracial Romance Author Latrivia S. Nelson, IR, IR suspense, Ivy's Twisted Vine, Latrivia S. Nelson, Memphis Cops, Memphis police, Memphis TN, National Bestselling Author Latrivia S. Nelson, Nicola Agosto, RiverHouse Publishing, The Medlov Series | 1 Comment
We all love him from Ivy’s Twisted Vine and the Medlov Series. He’s the straight laced, good cop with bad boy tendencies. He loves his family and believes in honor. He holds that badge close to his heart and even though he will pounce on a bad guy, he will still take time to walk an old lady across the street.
Nicola Agosto was easy to write in these books because he didn’t have to be too 3D. But now, in the World in Reverse, we see a man who is pulled in every direction possible. He doesn’t know up from down because of this case he’s been assigned to, and he’s facing losing everything. Why? He had made a bad move. He got caught, and it wasn’t with his hand in the cookie jar.
We’ve all made them right? Mistakes. We’ve lost our tempers and then wished that we could go back and just do something a little differently, but with Nicola, he can’t. It’s viral, all over the web and the story is growing like a living thing, eating up airspace everywhere with his Rodney King – esque beat down.
But here’s some things we know about Nicola that the Memphis public doesn’t know:
- His best friend was Brooks, a fallen, black police officer.
- His wife is Ivy Winters, a former black college queen and the ex-fiance of Congressman Henderson.
- He had four interracial children.
- He’s not prejudice.
Only, Nicola doesn’t want to use the old, “my best friend was black and I’m a card-carrying member of the NAACP” routine and keeps his mouth shut about his ties, which only makes for a bigger, bolder story in the media and a bigger mess for him on the Department. You know without knowing that this story is going to erupt as we watch Memphis nearly burn to the ground.
Stay tuned for more insight and introduction of new characters…
Rough- RUFF draft (still copyright property of Latrivia s. Nelson and RiverHouse Publishing (c) 2012)
The smell of the perp in the back of his car was getting to Nicola, even though he had smelled worse before. Letting the windows down a quarter of the way to filter good air in, he also turned up the AC and drove quietly to his off-site interrogation center.
Every once in a while, he would check his rearview mirror to see what the guy was doing behind him, but he doubted much.
“Aye, man, these handcuffs are hurting my hands,” the guy complained.
“If they are hurting your hands, then I wouldn’t be good at my job. They are hurting your wrists,” Nicola corrected.
“Whatever. You know what I mean,” the man said, rolling his eyes. “Where are you taking me anyway?”
“Don’t worry about that.”
“I know my rights, and I ain’t new to this shit. You’re supposed to take me downtown to 201,” the man said, looking out the window.
“Well, if you know so much, then why are you asking me questions?”
The perp got quiet for a minute and then sat his head back anxiously looking at the roof of the truck. “This your ride?”
“Yep.” Nicola hated small talk, especially with criminals.
“Why don’t you have to drive an unmarked like the rest of the pigs?”
Nicola didn’t answer his question, but did ask one of his own. “So, why did you ask for me?” He looked back in his rearview mirror at the man.
The perp cracked a smile. “Cuz I know shit.” His lip turned up as he cut his devious, red eyes.
“Let me get you to the location, and you can pour your little heart out,” Nicola said, following protocol. There was no way, he was going to mess up good intel by letting him talk beforehand.
Evidently, Nicola must have hit a nerve with the perp because he looked back out of the window and pursed his chapped lips together. “How far are we away, because I gotta piss?”
“Hold it.”
“So you don’t care if I piss in your truck?”
“You piss in it; you clean it.”
There was a long pause as if the man was thinking hard about something. He watched the streets pass by and took a deep breath.
“Aye. You’re Nicola Agosto. The Agosto, right?” he asked.
“The one and only.” Nicola checked his mirrors and turned into the left lane.
“Yeah, I know your ass,” the man taunted.
“What do you know?” Nicola asked, unmoved by the man.
“I know you live at 4673 Peabody with Ivy Winters and four bad ass kids. Then there is one on the way, right? I know that the dead cop, Brooks, has a baby with Ivy’s best friend. I know that you spend most nights in your office and that Ivy doesn’t like sleeping alone. I know last night you laid it down for the first time in three weeks, and now the old lady can barely walk. And I know that if you don’t stop barking up the wrong tree the same thing that happened to the Naples brats is gone happen to yours. And that Ivy Winters is going find out what number three feels like. Who knows? It might just be better than what you’re doing? That tripped me out though. Your wife has only been with two men? You really believe that shit?”
Nicola’s foot let up off the gas as he heard the words. “What did you just say?” he asked as a car blared its horn behind him. Incensed, he rolled the window down and waved the car past him as he turned on his blue siren quickly to let the woman know that she was two seconds from a ticket or getting shot.
As the car drove slowly by, Nicola pulled over to the side of Union in front of the Kroger’s grocery store and turned around in his seat. His eyes were clouded with death and destruction. Breathing hard, his badge hanging on the lanyard, pushed against the cotton t-shirt and his rock hard chest.
“Yeah, I bet I got your attention then,” the perp said with a clever grin. However, his nervousness was apparent. Still, he pushed on. “Not so bad now, are you?”
August 1, 2012 | Categories: Uncategorized | Tags: Agosto, Alternating current, Author Latrivia S. Nelson, Dmitry's Closet, Heroes and Heroines, Interracial Romance Author Latrivia S. Nelson, IR, IR suspense, Ivy's Twisted Vine, Memphis, Memphis Cops, Memphis Tennessee, Naples, Nicola, Rodney King, Russian Mob, Suspect, The World In Reverse | 7 Comments
Nicola Agosto has always lived on the right side of the law, but to truly serve the just in the biggest case of his life, he’s forced to cross into a world where he must become a criminal and a killer before he can become a Saint.
A pedophile ring has set up shop in Memphis, Tennessee. Children are abducted and found dead. But what is the link? The murder of a recent set of twins that remind him of his own sons pushes him to make a promise to a mother that will be hell to keep. Save the Children. As Agosto draws closer to busting the ring, he is set up in a brutal police attack on a young, black gang member to throw him off his investigation. A YouTube post of the beating sweeps the Internet and sends the city into racial unrest. As people protest in the streets, the entire police force divides and the city prepares to burn.
Suspended and ridiculed, Agosto faces certain jail time and the questionable safety of his own family unless he makes a move, not be mention he’s been accused of being a racist. Even though his wife and children are African-American, his world crumbles around him and the love between he and Ivy is tested as they struggle to stay together.
With only a few friends to turn to and even less time to act, Nicola does the unthinkable. A quick call to a local mob boss unleashes the army Nicola has always hated and exposes cops that have been in bed with organized crime the entire time, including an old friend from the Medlov case. Only Nicola is now one of them and to achieve his ultimate objective, he must pledge his allegiance to a world in reverse.
September 8, 2010 | Categories: Uncategorized | Tags: bw/wm, Crime Drama, Interracial Romance, Ivy's Twisted Vine, Latrivia S. Nelson, LLC, Memphis Cops, MPD, Nicola Agosto, RiverHouse Publishing, Romantic Suspense, Stories about Pedophile Rings, The Medlov Crime Family, The World In Reverse, Urban Fiction | 33 Comments
The World In Reverse 