Audio Assault (Codename: Winger #3) byJeff Adams
Harmony Ink Press
Cover Artist: Aaron Anderson
Scattered Thoughts and Rogue Words is happy to host Jeff Adams here today on tour for his latest novel Audio Assault. Welcome, Jeff.
The Audio Assault blog tour continues today on Scattered Thoughts and Rogue Words. Thanks so much to Stella or Melanie for hosting me for this third installment in the Codename: Winger series.
In this video post I talk about some of the changes that are in store for Theo in this installment and I’ll also let you know about some other exciting things happening in the Winger series this week.
In the video, I read an excerpt from chapter four, which is also below in case you’d like to read for yourself. Don’t forget to use the Rafflecopter below to get your chance to win an ebook copy of Audio Assault or the grand prize signed paperback copy.
“So, I’ve got to go out of town again.”
“You just got back.”
At least he didn’t sound pissed, which might’ve been better than the disappointment.
“I know. Not work this time, though. Family thing. We’re going to see some college friend of Dad’s.”
“How’d you get roped into that? You’re here all the time when they travel.”
“I know.” I released his hand, rolled over to my side and propped my head up on my fist. “They pulled the parent card on me.”
“Damn.” He sounded as surprised as I’d felt earlier. “I didn’t think they ever did that to you.”
“They usually don’t. This means a lot to them, though.”
“Do you at least get to go someplace cool?”
“New York. I’ve never been, so that’s something. You might know who we’re seeing. Some music guy—Glenwood.”
“Are you for real?” Eddie bounded from the bed and went to his desk where he opened his laptop. “That dude’s only done some of the best music, like, ever—going back to when he was our age, like, twenty-five years ago.”
I hadn’t expected he’d shift to excited, or that we’d be back on my lack of music knowledge.
“Didn’t I get grief just a few hours ago for listening to old music?”
He looked at me with a mix of shock and disbelief. “There’s old and then there’s classic. Just listen.”
He played a few different songs—some of which I recognized from Dad’s collection. Instrumentally they were great, and his voice was pretty good too. I stood behind him to see the song list, so I could grab them from Dad.
It wasn’t that I was antimusic. I was just picky. It needed to have some complexity in the rhythm or the vocalist needed to be outstanding. Of course, a perfect blend of instruments and vocals was a ticket to my heart.
“Okay, those were really good,” I admitted.
“He’s an amazing songwriter and producer. And even though he’s got the huge company, he’s still creative, working with a lot of his artists. It would be nice if his daughter got all of his talent, but she’s mostly just a cookie-cutter teen pop singer. I mean she’s great to listen to, but you wouldn’t like it.”
Eddie brought up YouTube and typed in Sofia Glenwood. He played the first video that came up. She was beautiful, black hair pulled back tight and a body I was sure many straight boys fantasied about. He was right. I didn’t like it. It was bland without much creativity. Sofia’s voice was good, but she just wanted you to know why she’d be the best girlfriend.
Eddie caught my frown. “Exactly. How is she even in the same family? She’s famously turned down her father’s offer to collaborate. Her stuff sells, though, likely because her voice is good, and she had the family name to work with.”
“How do you know all this stuff?”
Eddie shrugged. “I watch TMZ.”
I reached around Eddie and did a search to see more about the family. They were gorgeous, and it was surprising that only Sofia was usually in front of a camera. Oliver Glenwood reminded me of Ben Affleck with the chiseled jaw and the perpetual five o’clock shadow. Marcella might as well have been an older Selena Gomez. Sofia was the perfect blending of her parents. Apparently Marcella didn’t do too much with the company, instead using her law degree to run the family’s foundation, which worked with a number of charities that benefited children, education and equal rights.
“You’re gonna have a week with the beautiful people. I think I’m kinda jealous.”
“I’m sure.” Sarcasm spilled out. “I can’t imagine I’ll hang around while Mom and Dad catch up with their friends. Besides, I’ve got work and school stuff to do. I wish you’d be there to explore the city with me. That’d be much better.”
“Totally.” Eddie spun around in his chair and grabbed my hips before he looked up at me. “Just watch out for Sofia. She’s got a rep, and you’re a hot guy.” He didn’t sound like he was kidding either.
“And I’m gay with a boyfriend, so it’d be a waste of her time.” I buried my face down in his Afro until I could plant a kiss on his scalp.
He looked up at me. “When will you be back so we can get our summer going again?”
“It shouldn’t be more than a week.” I stole a look at the clock on the computer screen and saw it was nearly eleven. “I should go. We’re headed out early, and I have to pack.”
Theo Reese is just like any other seventeen-year-old—with one small exception.
This summer all he wants is to spend time with his boyfriend, Eddie, and work on his MIT research project. His parents have other plans.
An old friend needs the help of Theo’s family. Oliver Glenwood is an ’80s music star who runs his own label. His wife and his daughter, Sofia, now a chart topper herself, are the targets of kidnappers. Oliver hopes they can eliminate whoever is behind the threat.
When Theo uncovers an even more insidious plot, the covert agency the Reeses work for, Tactical Operational Support, swoops into action.
Song files have been modified to steal personal data from devices and emit a tone that drives listeners into a homicidal rage. Theo and his parents race against the clock to stop this mysterious enemy from releasing the music on an unsuspecting populace and causing worldwide chaos.
Just when Theo thinks the mission couldn’t be more complicated, Eddie shows up in New York looking to hang out with his boyfriend.
No one ever said being a teenage secret agent would be easy.
About the Author
Jeff Adams has written stories since he was in middle school and became a gay romance writer in 2009 when his first short stories were published. Since then he’s continued to create, often with a hockey player at the center of the story.
Jeff lives in northern California with his husband of more than twenty years, Will. Some of his favorite things include the musicals Rent and [title of show],the Detroit Red Wings and Pittsburgh Penguins hockey teams, and the reality TV competition So You Think You Can Dance. He also loves to read, but there isn’t enough space to list out his favorite books.
Jeff is the co-host of the Big Gay Fiction Podcast, a weekly show devoted to gay romance as well as pop culture. New episodes come out every Monday at BigGayFictionPodcast.com.
You can learn more about Jeff at JeffAdamsWrites.com.
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