By Jessie Chandler
"Madcap dangers...amusing debut, with [an] appealing lesbian sleuth..." ~Kirkus Reviews
"A winner. permit me guarantee you that you simply will not be taking a big gamble on interpreting this pleasant romp." ~Mystery enthusiasts assessment "
Jessie Chandler is literary relatives to either Cotterill and West...unabashed enjoyable but in addition a lot bolder than conventional cozies." ~Library Journal
Shay O'Hanlon is the co-owner of the hip, quirky Rabbit gap, a favored espresso store in Uptown Minneapolis. Police detective JT Bordeaux and her accomplice appear on the gap looking for Shay's ally, Coop—a chain-smoking, vegetarian tree hugger—who's sought after for wondering in reference to the bludgeoning demise of his less-than-respectable boss, Stanley "Kinky" Anderson. Coop's prints are all around the homicide weapon—an over-sized, bronzed bingo marker—and the law enforcement officials have themselves a primary suspect.
Suddenly, Shay's quiet yet hugely caffeinated global spins uncontrolled speedier than a trip on a fairground Tilt-A-Whirl as she attempts to avoid wasting her buddy. Complicating concerns are a few bumbling mobsters, a lacking truckload of stolen nuts, an abused mutt named Dawg, a kidnapping or , and a really chronic Detective Bordeaux. Will Shay and her pals reach their quest to transparent Coop and nail the assassin or will their nutty caper finally end up deadly?
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I hid a grin and quickly scrawled Rita, Buzz Riley, and Lavonne while Rocky slurped the last of the contents in his cup. Coop had told me some run-ins he’d had with Mr. Riley, and he indeed sounded like a first-class ass. What did “some big” mean? A big man? A big woman? A big bingo ball? ” “I am full now, Shay O’Hanlon. ” It seemed my Q&A session had come to a close. Rocky chattered as I drove him home. The names he gave me ran over and over through my head. At his boarding house, he opened the door to get out of the truck, turned to me, and reached for my hand.
Before Detective Bordeaux stepped outside, she called out, “Kate, that capp was just like it used to be. ” Kate saluted JT, and I grinned weakly. After the door shut amid the chime of bells, I collapsed into the chair with my head in my arms. My mind was a blur of dread and guilt, mixed with some intriguing thoughts about some rather unethical but very hot ways Detective Bordeaux could try to pry the truth out of me. I had no idea if my untimely re-attraction was one-sided, but under different circumstances, I could easily have been persuaded to find out.
However, my Tenacious Protector side had started bouncing around like Tigger on steroids. “I think the last time I saw Coop was this past Friday. ” Thank God he mentioned that in the garage. ” That much was true. ” The two detectives glanced at each other and then leveled their stares back at me. JT said, her voice silky now, “So you haven’t seen Mr. ” I shook my head as I thought about Coop in the garage not a hundred yards away. I was going straight to hell. No passing GO, no collecting two hundred dollars, and there would be no Get Out of Jail Free cards.