Wednesday, March 13, 2019

Character Interview - Trudy Hicks Ghost Hunter Case One -The Deceit by Lori Zaremba

My niece made this cover for me when I showed her pictures of my characters that I found online.  I Think Max Martin would be the perfect Jason.

Character Interview – Jason Young

(Lori) Hello Jason, Thank you for taking time out of your busy schedule of hunting ghost and keeping an eye on Trudy, to stop by for this interview.

(Jason) Well, Zaremba, you’re the one that makes my schedule so busy, you and your damned fingertips pounding away on the keyboard. 

(Lori) Geez, Jason what the hell has gotten into you? You’re usually not this cranky.

(Jason) Umm… now would be a good time for you to write in one of those long frustrated sighs you like to add before dialogue.

The truth is, I’m tired Zaremba, that crazy red-head you partnered me with is non-stop. Its constant, phantom attacks, nightmares, hunting ghosts, hell she even had me chasing a purse snatcher. This just isn’t normal…

Well, I hope you’re good with it because there’s a lot more abnormal to come.

Oh that’s just fantastic! But let me ask you; is it possible for you to write something nice and uncomplicated for a change?

Like what Jason? I can’t write in too many sex scenes; your romance with Trudy is just heating up. Besides, there has to be time for hunting ghost.

I’m not talking about more sex… though that’s a hell of a good idea. But seriously, I’m talking about something… just for me.


I don’t know, a solo fishing trip or a long ride on the Harley somewhere?


Yes really, please just humor me Miss Writer.

Okay, I’ll do this for you handsome, but then you got to answer some questions for this interview. Do we have a deal?

Deal. Now let’s hear it.

Hmmm…okay how about this.

A few minutes later, he found himself on his Harley racing along the shore, the roar of the engine drowning out his thoughts and clearing his head.

With no particular destination in mind, Jason navigated the sandy curves of the ocean drive, turning in, leaning down and powering out as he made his way north and far away from the Inn. The sun was intense and burned through the fabric of the t-shirt on his back. A salty sea spray misted him as the road veered closer to the surf, its refreshing coolness a welcome relief.

Tossing his head back and letting the frustration fade in the sunlight. Grinning now, the V-twins boomed with a robust snarl, drowning out the cry’s from the hungry seagulls that flew nearby. Rolling off the throttle and shifting gears, Jason accelerating to a breakneck speed.

Somewhere between joy and insanity, it was just what he needed.

…Jason? Hello…

What did you think?

Damn Zaremba, I knew there was a reason I loved you.

You don’t love me, sweetheart, you love Trudy.

I guess.

Stop it; you know you do. Now tell me your first impression of Trudy when you first met her?

Hmm, I thought it was a train wreck, but I couldn’t look away. She had this crazy hot pink hair and these weird leopard print glasses on. But damn, she was the most beautiful woman I ever laid eyes on. Trudy Hicks walked in like she owned the place. Confident, smart …she didn’t miss a single detail. I even caught her looking at my ass.

I don’t think there’s a woman alive who could resist checking out the back of your jeans Jason.

Yeah, but they’re not Trudy Hicks.

So what do you admire most about her?

Her big heart.

Can you elaborate?

She takes care of everyone, her family, her friends, me. Trudy would lay down her life for someone she loves, hell -probably even a stranger. That’s just who she is.

Yeah, our Trudy is pretty amazing.

What about you Jason? What do you like most about your character?

Falling, head over heels in love, with Trudy.

Okay, what scares you the most?

Falling, head over heels in love, with Trudy.


I told you it’s a train wreck.

Jason, you must know it’s not going to get easier… but I will write in some incredible moments of   bliss to make it up to you.

Please do…

Well my times up. Trudy is waiting in the control room. She wants to show me some strange footage she caught. Ha! How can it be any stranger than I’ve already seen?

Thank you, Jason for taking the time…. Door slams Jason is long gone.

Trudy Hicks Ghost Hunter
Case One -The Deceit
Trudy Hicks Ghost Hunter
Book One
Lori Zaremba

Genre: Paranormal Mystery

Publisher: Limitless Publishing

Date of Publication: 2/12/2019

Number of pages: 337
Word Count: 78500

Tagline: Some secrets are meant to stay buried.

Book Description

My job? I hunt ghosts. Not to prove they exist—because I already know they do—but to figure out why they’re still here.

My first big case leads me to a mansion on the Chicago Gold Coast, the previous home of a wealthy socialite who lived there until she accidentally fell to her death in 1927.

I’ve never been this determined—and excited—to solve a case like this one before. Pity I’m forced to work alongside a man whose sole purpose is to debunk paranormal activity. But the worst part? He’s gorgeous, and the more we work together, the more I realize I might be falling for him.

Together we’re delving deeper and deeper into the spiritual world. But the more secrets we uncover, the more pissed off these ghosts become; and that’s when I start to realize…we might be in way over our heads.


Looking once again across the table at Jason, she noticed he was listening to his two-way radio.
“I’ll go check it out,” Trudy heard him say as he excused himself.
“Is everything all right?” Paul started to rise from the dinner table.
“Everything is fine. Sit and relax. I have to go and check one of the cameras.” Jason slipped from the room.
Trudy caught up to him at the base of the stairs. “What’s going on?”
He looked at her warily. “One of the cameras on the third floor caught the door of your room slamming shut.”
“Oh, I left it open for the dog when I came down to dinner.”
“Jasmine?” He raised a questioning brow as he referred to the golden retriever who was sound asleep under the dining table.
“No.” She bit her lip and tried not to laugh at his puzzled expression. “I left it open for the other dog that was whining and scratching at my door.”
“Oh, I see, the imaginary one,” he quipped, climbing the stairs two at a time. Trudy was almost at a sprint to keep up, careful not to slip in her high heels. They finally reached the third floor. The air was so thick that Trudy could barely move her legs and felt the hair on the back of her neck rising in warning.
“Shhh. Did you hear that?” A door slammed from inside her room.
“What the hell was that?” Jason said as he reached for the door, looking down at her.
“It’s probably just a little mouse,” she said, causing him to frown down at her before slowly turning the knob.
They entered the room as quietly as possible, and a blast of frigid air struck them. Jason reached over to flip the switch for the light. Everything was normal. They quickly searched the room for any signs of a disturbance. The room was just as she left it, and the door to the bathroom was open as before. She couldn’t figure out what made the slamming noise that they heard.
“Uh, were you typing an email earlier?” Jason asked, looking at her laptop.
“Oh, yeah, to my mom. I forgot.”
“You better take a look at this.”
Trudy looked at the screen and saw her email was
still up. She had written, “Hi, Mom. We’re at the house. All is well. Please...” That was where she stopped when she’d been interrupted by a phone call, and that was where it looked like the email went wild with,
The two letters repeated the whole way down the page. “How is that possible?” she questioned.
“Maybe your keys are stuck.” He bent down to get a better look at the keys then tapped them to see if they were sticking.
“Please, there’s nothing wrong with the keys. Someone was playing.”
She rolled her eyes. “I’m not talking about a human.”
“You think a ghost did this?” Humor danced around his mouth as he tried to keep from smiling.
“Well, it certainly could be a possibility, and it is the reason we’re here.”
“Not we, you. I’m here to look at things rationally.”
“Rationally...really?” She was irritated, folding her arms over her chest and glaring at him. “What was rational about the events that led us into this room? And for the love of God, what was rational about what happened to you in the basement?”
Jason sat on the bed, elbows on his knees, and looked down at the floor. “I don’t know, but I plan to find out.”
She looked at him for a moment and could almost feel his confusion. He was a bit lost in all this chaos. She sat beside him and mimicked his pose. Trudy elbowed him on the arm, and the simple touch sent a thrill racing through her body. “I guess we have our work cut out for us.”

His gaze settled on her half-smile. “At least it won’t be boring.”
Her heart did a somersault. “Yeah, I don’t do well with boring.”
Feeling brazen, she leaned over and planted a quick kiss on his mouth. His eyes widened in surprise, and Trudy jumped up, grinning from ear to ear.
“Let’s go, Mr. Young. They’re probably wondering what’s happened to us.” She was halfway out the door.
Jason grabbed her hand before she could reach the hall and spun her around. His lips claimed hers before she could grasp what was happening. Trudy felt his hand on the small of her back molding her to him, while his other hand gently held her head. She felt a thrill like never before, and just as her knees started to give out, he released her.
“Better hurry, Gertrude. Wouldn’t want anyone to think you were trying to take advantage of me in this here grand bedroom.” He smiled into her eyes, and once again she was lost. She shook her head to clear it and get some control of her senses.
“We better go, or I’ll be taking advantage of you.” She laughed, and he did too. She loved the sound of it. She glanced over her shoulder. “I hope that damned camera of yours was turned off.”
As they headed out the door, Jason walking just behind her, he grimaced when he saw the red light on the camera on and grunted, “Oh, shit.”

About the Author:

Lori Zaremba is a full-time Internet Sales Manager and writes Web Content as well as providing Copy Editing for businesses in the Greater Pittsburgh Area. Lori has published short ghost stories on Your Ghost Stories, as the Haunted_Cleaner and on her website

On her website,, Zaremba refers to herself as the ghost magnet and briefly describes her encounters with departing spirits.

Lori began writing her fiction story as a creative offering of why a ghost would haunt.  Before long the story became a novel Case One: The Deceit in the Trudy Hicks Ghost Hunter series.

Lori currently lives in the suburbs of Pittsburgh with her husband Wayne and two fur babies Jaxson and Stewie.

1 comment:

Lori Zaremba said...

Thank you for having Jason and I! ❤️👻❤️