The Hunter is on her way…

I received some galleys for The Iron Hunt today.  Looks pretty.  Nice to hold in my hands.  Actually, who am I kidding?  Feels great.  Anyway, I should probably start thinking about promoting this book.  How about I start with the first paragraph of Chapter One? 

I was standing beside a former priest in the small secondary kitchen of a homeless shelter, trying to convince an old woman that marijuana was not a substitute for sugar, when a zombie pushed open the stainless steel doors and announced that two detectives from the Seattle Police Department had arrived.

Longer excerpt coming soon.  I promise.