The Jane Barnaby Adventures Book 1
by J.J. DiBenedetto
Genre: Light Suspense Thriller
All archaeology student Jane Barnaby had to do was deliver a box of pottery shards to her professor at his dig site, along with his new car. Yes, his office was in Oxfordshire, and his dig site was in Spain, a trip of 1,400 miles across three countries and two bodies of water. Still, it should have been simple.
That is, until everything went wrong.
Now, Jane has the wrong box and is being chased by thieves who want it and aren't particular about how they get what they want.
Add to that, she's picked up a pair of passengers who both claim they can help her get her professor's pottery back and return the artifacts to their rightful owner. If only she knew who was working with the thieves and who she can trust in this high-stakes game of finders keepers.
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The Jane Barnaby Adventures Book 2
Jane Barnaby had everything going her way: a prestigious internship at the Museum of Natural History, a fantastic Upper West Side sublet apartment, and helping plan her newly-engaged college friend's wedding.
Until a casual lunch with her friend's fiancé set off alarm bells, and sent her digging into the rabbit hole that is his past.
When that rabbit hole leads Jane and her on-again, off-again boyfriend to the English countryside, uncovering secrets dating back to World War 2, searching for priceless art treasures looted by the Nazis, and fighting off the thieves who will kill to get those treasures for themselves, will they discover the truth, or lose their lives?
Her Brother's Keeper
The Jane Barnaby Adventures Book 3
Jane Barnaby has planned the perfect Christmas vacation. Her father and his fiancé are joining her in Spain at her archaeological dig. They'll see her work, meet her mentor, and they'll all enjoy a few days of sunny Mediterranean beaches in the dead of winter.
But it all falls apart when Jane's annoying brother tags along and lands in jail for a crime he didn't commit.
To clear her brother's name, all Jane has to do is chase a wily female con-artist across Europe, catch her, and confront the woman and her accomplices. Oh, and outwit an ex-KGB agent and his personal goon squad along the way.
J.J. DiBenedetto is author of the Dream Series and the Jane Barnaby Adventures and lives in Arlington, Virginia with the love of his life and a white cat who rules the roost.
His passions are photography, travel, the opera, the New York Giants, and of course writing.
Mr. DiBenedetto is devoted to writing books with a sense of mysticism to entertain and perhaps invite his readers to suspend belief in a way they might never have.
Since he was very young , he has always been intrigued with the supernatural and things that can't be explained rationally.
By always asking way too many questions, it piqued his interest to the point of setting his writing off and running when he grew up! All the curiosity building up all those years were finally getting put into words to captivate readers. And it hasn't ended. His main goal is to share all the stories he has inside, putting pen to paper. And that's how the Dream Series was born.
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FINDERS KEEPERS EXCERPT #1
“You know that expression ‘if looks could kill’ really is just an expression, right? You can stare at me like that all night if you want, but I’m not changing my mind.”
When she’d told him her new plan, Jane had worried, just for a moment or two, that Tom might try to grab the wheel or do something else equally drastic. She wasn’t sure what would have happened if he had; fighting for control of the car with a hostile passenger had not come up in her Driver’s Ed classes back in high school.
Forgoing violence, he’d settled for stunned disbelief, followed by an extended string of what Jane had to admit was pretty creative cursing. She’d smiled through all of it, and she kept smiling when he changed tactics to a one-sided staring contest. But it was starting to become tiresome. His response to her words, though, was equally annoying.
“You are insane. You understand that, don’t you? You are committing a crime. You are making me a party to crimes. Do you honestly not realize that?”
The smile fell from her face, and Jane sighed. “What crime?” Really, she thought, she shouldn’t have to explain this. It wasn’t that complicated. “I was told to pick up a box in the basement of the Institute, and drive it to Professor Welldon in Mallorca. That’s still what I’m doing.”
Jane glanced over, mainly out of curiosity. She wondered precisely what color his face was. It appeared to have passed straight through the usual visual spectrum and was well on its way towards ultraviolet. With great effort, he managed to keep his voice almost under control, though. “It’s the wrong box! It’s our artifacts, not your pottery pieces!”
“Yes,” she agreed. “But I only have your word on that. You don’t have a badge, or a warrant or even a nasty letter to prove it.”
FINDERS KEEPERS EXCERPT #2
She’d punched him! Women weren’t supposed to do that! If they got angry at you, they were only supposed to slap you. Tom had endured his share of angry slaps – what bloke hadn’t? But they were never very hard. He’d step a little too far over the line, and some bird would slap his cheek, and later she’d get over it and they’d get on with business, or not. Usually not. That’s just how things were done.
None of them had ever punched him. Nobody had, not since he was sixteen, anyway. And this girl had given it all she had. He didn’t dare touch his teeth with his tongue, in case she’d loosened any of them. She hadn’t bothered to listen to a word he’d said – what sort of lunatic was she? He cursed himself for believing that dotty girl back at Oxford, that this Jane Barnaby was a reasonable person, that of course she’d understand the situation and help him bring the artifacts back home.
Why had he listened to a girl who talked to trees? How could he ever have imagined anything good would come of that?
But he had, and now here he was, his jaw throbbing, the box of artifacts he was to retrieve gone, and the Barnaby girl looking perfectly ready to hit him again.
FINDERS KEEPERS EXCERPT #3
“Eighteen! That is an eight! Can you not read?”
Tom didn’t answer; there seemed little point. Alice was more interested in berating him than in hearing anything he had to say. At any rate, what was there to say? He thought he was meant to leave the box in room 16, but he’d really been meant to leave it in room 18. And when the man from the British Museum had come, he’d found no box in room 18 – or room 16.
“Perhaps you can read this, then,” Alice continued, shoving a paper into his hand. Some women became more attractive when they were angry, Tom mused, not looking at what he’d just been handed. Alice was decidedly not one of them.
She tapped her foot impatiently and Tom held the paper up. The first thing that caught his eye was a figure: £6,500,000. He blinked, shook his head and looked again. The number did not change.
“You understand now? The money is the least of it, you - you bloody fool!” Tom imagined that much stronger words were going through Alice’s mind. “Those items are irreplaceable! You think we can just go to the market and purchase more Third Dynasty relics?”
Tom understood. He understood that he was going to be out on his arse and on the dole shortly, and that not just Alice but likely half her office would be joining him. He began to say “I’m sorry” but caught himself. Not only was it wholly inadequate, but it would probably get him slapped. Or worse; the letter opener on Alice’s desk appeared to be quite sharp, and her hand was edging ever nearer to it.