excerpt from the fourth RED MIST GIRL book

Here’s another excerpt from the novel in progress, tentatively titled DELL’S DEATH. Keep in mind the work is in progress and there is no guarantee this piece will not morph somewhat in the final version. Just saying…


Gray rattle-can primer coated the Mustang’s front and rear fenders where a previous owner had repaired a few dents, but otherwise the car seemed solid and started right up.

The current owner, a Mister Farley, purchased it two years ago for his son. But the young man promptly married a woman who did not want to be saddled with such an old and impractical vehicle. So, they took off on their honeymoon in her new Volvo XC60.

The convertible sat in storage, according to Farley, for a year and a half before he decided to sell it. “And I have no problem, Deputy, with letting you take it for a couple days to get it checked out.”

Thrilled by her success, Dell mentally danced a jig. Her first car!

The top looked to be in good shape, but she would keep it down when she could. She fondly recalled how great it felt last summer when riding her favorite stallion, Jonny, as they cantered in the warm sun, the wind tugging at her hair.

After returning the rental, Dell caught a cab back to the Mustang, made the preliminary arrangements, and thanked Mister Farley effusively. Then she started up toward the Parker Ranch. She’d ask Marty to take a look at the car and crossed fingers on both hands, hoping he would give it a nod.

She didn’t expect trouble along the way, since whoever might be keeping tabs on her would not catch on to this new ride for a day or two, at least. But habitual awareness of her surroundings had been pounded into her early on, and she could not relax while coaxing the Ford up the rutted ranch road, each bump and flickering shadow tightening her shoulders a tad more.

At the house, blooming yellow roses lining the porch exuded a familiar perfume. Memories arose of that first spring Francie had brought her here, promising a meal to this half-starved wanderer. She smiled at the thought—so worldly, yet so naïve at the time.

As she topped the stairs, anticipating a warm greeting, the front door flew open revealing a man she didn’t recognize. In his hand, a dark, angular object—a gun, which he raised to point at her face.

Work in Progress

The new novel in the series is taking shape. Tentatively titled “Dell’s Death”, the story involves our hero attempting to cope with a series of attempts on her life, and discover who is behind it all. Here’s another excerpt:

A squall moved in at daybreak Wednesday to wreak some mischief on the Parker Ranch. It tore three corrugated panels off the horse barn roof, took down several yards of fencing and left dark puddles everywhere before moving out as quickly as it blew in.

Francine and son Donnie had engrossed themselves in replacing wire, trimming, and nailing for two hours after finishing a quick breakfast. Marty had been sent to town for extra supplies.

As they pulled wire along the access road, the rumble of an automobile engine slowly intruded. Stopping work to listen, they threw silent questions at each other. Donnie, at age sixteen, stood a head taller than his mother. Their physical proximity had her looking up at him.

She turned to peer down the road. “It’s too soon for Marty to be back. Were you expecting someone to come by today, Donnie?”

The young man took off his glove and scratched the back of his neck. “Only Rachel, but she won’t be here until lunch, and she almost never drives.”

They rarely got stray visitors. Most of the time when people came over, Francie knew about it well in advance.

“It’s probably UPS or something. They won’t get within sight for another five to ten, so let’s try and finish this one line.”

Most of the clouds from the early morning storm had drifted off, but the ground remained wet, and no telltale dust cloud betrayed the visitor’s whereabouts. Ten minutes passed as the sound of the vehicle got closer, and eventually a bright green Jeep four-wheeler bumped over the rise. Francie moved a step closer to the shotgun leaning against the fence and cast a steady gaze at the machine grinding noisily toward them.

The vehicle slowed when it neared, and stopped a few feet from the fence line. They watched in the sudden quiet as the door opened and a tall woman in olive drab overalls slid to the ground. She shielded her eyes from the sun’s glare as she looked at Francine and Donnie. Francie idly noted her black shirt blended with her black skin, and it took another glance to decide whether the garment was long or short-sleeved.

As the woman opened her mouth to speak, Francie noticed other details—she would tower over many of her sex, likely even Dell. Her hair dangled in tiny braids, and her right hand now shading her eyes, showed two fingers missing.

“Good morning! Would you know a redhead, name of Dell? I’m told she lives around here.”

Excerpt from the new Dell novel

To keep you up to date, here’s a piece of the new work in the Red Mist Girl series that I’ve also put on my Facebook and Goodreads Author pages under ML Biddison. This is near the beginning of the as yet unfinished novel, tentatively titled Dell’s Death:

She enjoyed the routine, breakfast being her favorite and sometimes only meal of the day. She never cooked for herself. When called out early on some urgent matter, Dell would sometimes skip the breakfast and grab an apple or an orange on the way out.

No urgency awaited her today as she lolled in a booth at Molly’s, a small place by the bridge she frequented whenever overtaken by the need to refuel or reconnect.

Often she met her FBI friend there for a meal or just coffee. Today Agent Maddis had told her she would stop for coffee on her way down to the interstate. She wondered briefly why René was on the road today. Normally, Dell would seek to accompany her, but her new status as full-time deputy mandated she stick around Stanley County unless she had a good excuse to go wandering. Maybe René would give her that excuse.

Meanwhile, she would treat this weekend like any other. After her breakfast meeting with Maddis, she’d check in at the shop, make a couple of phone calls, then head up-river to the Parker Ranch. While still on call, Dell had not drawn patrol duty this weekend, so would be free to visit and help out where needed.

Agent René Maddis interrupted her reverie, sliding into the booth opposite Dell. She pushed a stray lock of short cropped black hair behind an ear. Dell noticed the agent wore a variation of her usual attire, a light gray, subtly pinstriped suit, white blouse opened at the neck to display a sparkling blue pendant on a fine chain.

“René! Hi. I didn’t even see you come in.”

“Looked like you were lost in space, Deputy.” Maddis raised her hand to flag down Marion, the server. “Coffee, please, Marion.”

Marion, a well-fed middle-aged woman, greeted the new arrival with her standard broad smile. “Sure thing, Agent. How you doing today?” It wasn’t really a question. She refilled Dell’s proffered cup, and whisked off to get another.

“So, René, what brings you out to this side of the river?” Dell blinked expectantly, hoping for a spark of calamity on an all too tranquil spring day.


Dell’s Dilemma Wins 5 Stars!

We’ve done it again–the popular internet book review site, READER’S FAVORITE, has awarded Dell’s Dilemma a 5 Star Medallion for excellence in a half dozen areas, adding up to one great book! This is the second book to win the award in the 3 book Red Mist Girl series, that began with Dell’s Rage. Dell’s Luck won the medallion last year, and now Dell’s Dilemma! Just thought you ought to know.

–ML Biddison

What’s New…

The latest in the Red Mist Girl series titled “Dell’s Dilemma” is available in Kindle e-Book or Paperback from Amazon.

I am of the ‘pantser’ writing school, which if you have not heard the term, is a writing style based on letting the story flow as if written by the characters themselves. So believe it when I tell you boys & girls, Dell has come up with a doozy this time. You won’t believe the trouble she has gotten herself into. And not just with the bad guys, either!

Our hero is injured early on in the story when she tries to prevent the abduction of her female friend, who has a run-in with a couple of unpleasant men. Despite the injuries, Dell manages to pursue the culprits at close to full speed with the assistance of a tribal police captain, who is getting used to lending her a hand. Then this lanky deputy sheriff wanders in from another county. Now she’s in for it!

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Dell’s Luck wins FIVE STAR medallion!

Dell’s Luck, the second work in the Red Mist Girl series where our hero pursues a plague of traffickers across her adopted state until they decide they’ve had enough, and work to swat her down as if she were a bothersome mosquito. Yes, that Dell’s Luck, has received a 5 star review from the Readers’ Favorite website, where it has been entered into the annual best novel contest. If anything else comes of that, you’ll be the first to know!

The second novel in the Red Mist Girl series has garnered a FIVE STAR medallion from Readers’ Favorite.

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DELL’S RAGE, the first volume in the Red Mist Girl series has just garnered a FIVE STAR review from Aimee Ann’s blog RED HEADED BOOK LOVER. Follow this link to read all about Aimee and her review of DELL’S RAGE.  https://redheadedbooklover.com/dells-rage-ml-biddison/

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This just in from a satisfied reader…

“I just finished you first book, Dell’s Rage. I was engaged from the very first page! Dell is an immediately likable character (with some crazy luck and super powers) who connects immediately with the reader (or at least she did with me). The rest of the characters, likewise, draw the reader in and, quite frankly, I can’t wait to see what happens to them in book 2, Dell’s Luck!”

Alisa Evans 10-31-19

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Another Rave Review!

Aimee, the Red Headed Book Lover has given Dell’s Luck a 5 Star rating. Follow the link to read the review: https://redheadedbooklover.com/dells-luck-ml-biddison/