Sheryl J. Anderson - Killer Cocktail (Minotaur Mysteries)
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Advice columnist Molly Forrester needs a much-needed break from her job at Zeitgeist, a Manhattan glossy. The opportunity for some R-n-R arrives when her best friends, Tricia and Cassady, invite her to the Hamptons for a weekend of hard-earned fun to celebrate Tricias brothers engagement. But Mollys plans of sipping margaritas by the poolside and working on nothing more than her tan are sidetracked by an unscheduled event--the murder of the bride-to-be...It isnt long before suspicion is cast on Tricias brother. Was this a case of jealousy or something much deeper? Now Molly must follow a trail of sex, lies, and streaming video back to Manhattan, but her sleuthing efforts are complicated when her ex-boyfriend, NYPD homicide detective Kyle Edwards, interferes with the case--and with Mollys heart
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I am, delighted to have another opportunity to thank my amazing husband, Mark, and our beautiful children, Sean and Sara, who are my constant joy and inspiration; they make everything I do possible and wonderful. I also thank our families for their love and support, especially my parents, Alden and June Anderson, and brother and sister-in-law, Eric and Allison Anderson, for an amazing stay at the Algonquin, and Marks parents, Bob and Iva Parrott, for liking this book even more than the first one. A special tip of the hat goes to my uncle, Donald McLean, for teaching me about Johnny Mercer, snark, and other vital facts. Thanks also to our agent, Andy Zack, and to Kelley Ragland, Carly Einstein, Rachel Ekstrom, and all the fine folks at St. Martins for their hard work. Special thanks to all of the wonderful friends (what a blessing that they are too numerous to name here) who sustain us with their prayers, encouragement, and enthusiasm, and who, as soon as they finished Killer Heels, started asking, Whens the next one coming out?
Killer Riff
Killer Deal
Killer Heels
Killer Deal
Killer Heels
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Solving a murder is a lot like falling in love. The first time, you do it without thinking about it, certainly before youve analyzed the consequences, weighed the possible outcomes, or thought about how badly you might get hurt. You get caught up in the momentum, the intoxication of It has to be right, and you hurtle along, powered by instinct, adrenaline, and navet.
And then boom. Its over. Before you know it. Before youre prepared for it. And you suddenly find yourself cleaning up, sorting things out, trying to make sense of everything, and thanking your lucky stars you werent hurt any worse than you were.
So then you vow, Never again. And you stick to that vow, change your ways, and live a quiet, sane life while your wounds heal and you regain some perspective on the world.
Until the little voice in your head says, Well, maybe just one more time.
Actually, it wasnt a voice in my head. It was in person. The person of Tricia Vincent, one of my two best friends. And thats the most dangerous thing about friends. They can talk you into doing things that you would never considerdoing on your own. Like going out with someone. Or tracking down a killer.
She didnt try to strong-arm me. She was lovely and polite because Tricia would be lovely and polite in the middle of an alien abduction and probing; shes just wired that way. She just said, Molly, I need you to figure out who killed her.
I hadnt gone to the Hamptons intending to get involved in this sort of thing. Id actually gone to get away from it, or from the fallout, at least. But there I was, on the rebound as it were, and there was Tricia, asking me to take the plunge again. Naturally, Im always willing to do anything I can to help Tricia, but, just as we have to ask ourselves after a devastating breakup if were ready to plunge back into the potentially horrifying world of emotional entanglements, I had to ask myself if I was ready to deal with another murder.
There was a time in my life when the only dead bodies Id seen were in open caskets in funeral homes. And I hadnt even seen very many of those because the Forrester family thankfully has pretty good genes in the longevity department and those who had passed away did so with the lid down. (Probably the first time some of the Forrester men had ever left the lid down.)
But Teddy Reynolds moved me to a whole new level of dead body contact. Teddy was the advertising director at Zeitgeist, the magazine where I work here in New York City. I tripped over his body and wound up trying to solve his murder with some help from Tricia and my other best friend, Cassady, and despite the protests of a seriously hot homicide detective named Kyle Edwards. This all came from my brilliant idea that I could not only solve the murder before Kyle did, but could write an amazing feature article about it and redirect my career.
Whats that saying about people making plans and God laughing?
To be fair, I did solve Teddys murder. I wrote the article and Garrett Wilson published it in Manhattan magazine, a top-flight credit in my circle. I got that far and I have a mounted, laminated copy of the article and a bullet scar on my left shoulder to prove it. But after the dust settled, so did the rest of my plans.
The lovingly imagined transformation from advice columnist to crusading girl reporter didnt happen. My article created a nice buzz, but not enough to get anyone to take me seriously as a full-time feature writer. We got a new editor at Zeitgeist, because our old editor never mind, thats another story. Though you can order my article from Manhattan s archives through their Web site if youre interested.
Anyway now we had a new boss at our magazine, an iceblooded horror who took great delight in shooting down every idea I had outside my column. And my relationship with Kyle Edwards continued to defy description, classification, and reason. So I hadnt been planning on hunting down another killer any time too soon.
But this was Tricia. Crying and asking me to dive in all over again. Ive never been very good at turning down a friend, especially a friend whos also in tears. I always thought A friend in need is a friend indeed deserved a corollary: A friend in need needs a friend in deed. Besides, I knew Tricias plea for help was heartfelt and based on her own judgment of how Iexcuse me, wehad handled the first murder. Despite some initial hesitation, she and Cassady had been quite supportive, on both the emotional and investigative levels, so she knew what she was getting into. Or assumed she did.
But if good intentions pave the road to hell, assumptionsform the median strip. Not that I expect life to lay itself out neatly, with easy-to-follow directions and shiny game pieces and fun prizes. I know that part of lifes beauty is its unexpected twists and turns. But wouldnt it be nice if life occasionally turned in the right direction?
Whats the fun in that? Cassady asked when I ran the theory by my two best friends one afternoon, a couple of days before Tricias tearful plea. We were having lunch at Wichcraft, an amazing sandwich place in the Flatiron District, and I was doing my best to make sure the tomato relish stayed on my meat loaf sandwich and didnt wind up all down the front of my brand-new white James Perse crewneck tee. My chest is a natural tomato magnet, especially when Im wearing white. Or maybe its the size of my breasts; the tomatoes think theyve found kindred spirits.
Tricia was quiet and thoughtful, which is not that unusual. She has an innate sparkle, but she keeps it contained and unleashes it only after careful consideration. People make the mistake of assuming that shes malleable because shes quiet and darkly delicate, but shes just coiled. Her emotional outbursts carry far more impact, because of their rarity, than mine do because of their appalling regularity.
While Tricia often idles, Cassady goes full throttle. Today, Cassady was in fix-your-life mode, to the point that the counterman, a buff beauty of a boy, was flirting with her and she hadnt noticed. Cassadys stunning, with that if-shewerent-so-much-fun-you-might-hate-her combination of long legs, auburn curls, green eyes, and great body. Men flirt with her all the time, and she generally manages to acknowledge, if not participate, but right now she was completely zeroed in on me.
Its not about fun, its about satisfaction, I countered, quickly licking up the relish that was dripping down mythumb before it could leap onto my shirt and introduce itself to my breasts.
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