October 26, 2010

10 Things You Don't Know About Rie McGaha



Hello, today I'm pleased to have Rie McGaha at the keyboard. Rie is here celebrating her new release, Closure. Make sure you help Rie feel welcome by leaving her a comment. As a thank you, Rie is giving away a Rie McGaha Writing Tablet to one randomly drawn commenter from her blog tour. In fact, follow Rie on her tour and better your chances of winning. Just click the above banner for a list of her stops.


This is supposed to be a blog about ten things you don't know about me. I'm a pretty simple person with a pretty simple life. There's not much about me that's really interesting enough to blog about but I'm going to give it a shot.


10. I live in Oklahoma but I'm a Native Californian.

9. I used to work in an all male prison on a unit with 120 men, where I was the only female.

8. I have 9 dogs and 3 cats.

7. I collect Native American baby dolls and Irish Santas.

6. I believe Santa is the perfect man because he gives me whatever I want and only shows up once a year.

5. I ride motorcycles, and my husband and I love to just take off and ride wherever the road leads.

4. I used to drive semi-trucks cross country.

3. I have 33 grandchildren.

2. I have 12 kids.

And the number one thing you don't know about me is:

1. I am armed all the time. Yep, I carry a Taurus Judge loaded with .45 long Colts and .410 shotgun shells.



Closure by Rie McGaha
available at Champagne Books


High in the hills above Albuquerque, New Mexico Detective Zachariah Ellison arrives at the scene of a murder, and not just any murder, but one that definitely falls into the “gruesome” category even for a seasoned cop like Zach. When another body is found murdered in much the same fashion, Zach knows he’s got a serial killer on his hands, and to top it off he’s got an assistant district attorney hounding him about the case. As Zach tries to investigate the crimes while sidestepping nosey Amy Logan, a third body is found and Zach hasn’t a clue as to whom the perpetrator might be.



Amy Logan has worked hard to put herself through school and pay for law school on her own and now that she’s secured a position as assistant district attorney in Albuquerque, she’s determined to do everything she can to be the best prosecutor this office has ever seen. And as if luck was following her, she’s been assigned to the biggest homicide case the city has ever seen. The only problem she’s having is the homicide detective who’s leading the investigation—Zach Ellison.


Excerpt:

"Zach, the body just arrived down here. Thought you'd want to be here for the autopsy," Pete said when Zach answered.

"On my way." He put the phone on the base, and then picked it up again. If Amy wanted information on the case, he'd just give it to her. He dialed the number from the card she'd left him, waited for the automated service, then punched in the extension.

“Amy? Zach here. The body just came in to the morgue. I'm going down—want to join me?” He looked at the phone in his hand and grinned. Amy hadn't even bothered to hang up on her end before he'd heard the door of her office slam.

Taking the elevator down, he pushed open the double doors that led to the morgue, and entered the autopsy room where he put on a face shield and paper apron. Ron was standing by the table with Pete, already wearing the protective gear.

"What do we have here?" Zach asked, putting on latex gloves.

"Just about to start, but I have to tell you, Zach, I've never seen anything like this. Damn, this is morbid—even for me," Pete said, shaking his head.

Ron nodded. "I've been in homicide for ten years,

Zach. I can't believe this one."

"Yeah, let's get on with it," Zach said and took a breath. He hated autopsies as well, but they were a vital part of finding evidence, and at this point he needed all he could get.

The doors opened again as Amy walked in, still out of breath, and all three men looked up. Zach thought she must have run the entire three blocks from her office.

“This is Amy Logan, D.A.'s office,” Zach said and made introductions. “There's an apron and a face shield on the shelf,” he told her and pointed. “Put them on.”

She nodded and when she was wearing the protective gear, she made her way to Zach's side and stood staring wide-eyed at the body on the table.

Pete took photos of the body—the penis in its mouth,

a close-up of the face, and of particular areas like the leather band around the throat. He removed the penis from the mouth, and photographed the teeth. Moving over the body, he photographed the bruises and burn marks on the upper torso, and the ligature marks on the ankles and wrists. The body was on its side because of the baseball bat protruding from the rectum, and he photographed that as well.

"Okay. I'm going to pull this out first, so I can turn the body,” he said at length. “It's not going to be pretty."

Pete grasped the handle of the bat with one hand and placed a gloved hand on the corpse's hip and pulled. The bat didn't budge. He grasped the bat with both hands and twisted it to the right, then braced a hand against the hip again and pulled harder, but it still wouldn't budge.

He looked up at Zach. “Want to give me a hand here?”

Zach blew out a breath and walked around the table while pulling on a second pair of gloves. No, he thought, I definitely do not want to help on this one.

He held the body in place while Pete twisted the bat back and forth a few times and then pulled slowly. It made a loud sucking noise and when the bat finally came out, blood, water, feces, and pieces of intestines gushed out after it, splattering onto Pete and Zach both, and then splashed noisily onto the floor at their feet.

"All righty then," Pete commented, and held up the sawed off bat, looking at Zach, then showed it to Amy and Ron.

Amy made a sound that wasn't quite a scream as she turned and ran to the sink, and heaved her lunch into it.

Zach took a deep breath and shrugged as he looked at Ron and Pete. He went to Amy, pulled paper towels out of the container, wet them and handed them to her, and left the water running in the sink so she could clean herself up.

10 comments:

Sarah Grimm said...

Rie-

So glad to have your here today! CLOSURE sounds like a great book. I wish you much success.

~Sarah

Kalliope Bell said...

Rie~

So nice to meet you and to learn 10 cool things about you. Santa's the best, isn't he? :-)

Your book sounds fascinating. I'll have to add it to my must-buy list!

Best wishes,

Kalliope

Rie McGaha said...

Thank you for having me Sarah. It's a real pleasure.

Thank you Kalliope. I have to say CLOSURE is one of my own faves--just something about committing these murders was so much fun!

Judy said...

Goodness what would I do if I had enough children to have 33 grandchildren::) I have 5 and they keep me busy!!

Your book Closure really looks like a very good read.

Rie McGaha said...

And I even had a hysterectomy but I keep having grandkids...I just don't understand! lmao

Rie

chscarlett said...

I believe Santa is the perfect man because he gives me whatever I want and only shows up once a year.-----> I knew I liked Santa for a reason. Rotf

Rie McGaha said...

I knew you'd like that one, CH!

Debra St. John said...

Hi Rie,

Wow...I love the list of things we don't know about you! You are one interesting lady!

Good luck with "Closure"!

amberscottproject said...

Santa is awesome and I love this list! What a great window into who Rie is!!

Rie McGaha said...

Hi Debra, Thanks for stopping by. It's really nice of you to take the time.

Thanks Amber. Yes, Santa is awesome and someone, whose name (Kristy Bock & Franny Armstrong) I won't mention....lol....tried to tell me otherwise!

Rie