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Today Bestselling Author of more than forty books, including the popular MacKenzie Family Series and JJ Graves Series. She lives in Louisiana with her husband and six children.
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Adrienne Giordano
DOG COLLAR LIMBO
A Lucie Rizzo Mystery
Copyright © 2016 Adrienne Giordano
Chapter One
“L uce, we’re over our heads here.”
Lucie, sitting next to her complaining ape of a brother, made snoring noises. For dramatic effect, she added an eye roll.
She hadn’t schlepped all the way to Evanston at 9:00 AM on a Saturday to sit on rock-hard bleachers in a sweat-funked college gymnasium with three thousand people just to watch Otis, her favorite dog walking client, lose a talent show.
Not happening. It was way too early for such pessimism.
Her Otis would pull this out.
Joey wagged his finger. “Roll your eyes all you want. All I’m saying is we don’t have this thing locked.”
Her brother. The big mush. “Why are you being so negative?”
As the daughter of a mob boss, she’d spent twenty-six years finding the upshots and refused to give in now.
Joey blew air through his lips. “I thought that limbo of his would be a showstopper.”
Lucie flapped her arms, and glanced at Tim, her maybe-boyfriend. “Who made him such a Debbie Downer?”
Next to her on the other side, Tim flashed that you’re-so-cute grin and his green eyes twinkled under the glare of the gym lights. “Joey, have a little faith.”
Tim understood the value of positive thinking. He was a Chicago PD detective. The atrocities he saw each day would pulverize him if he didn’t look for the good.
Her brother grunted. Well, he could buzz off. She’d waited three weeks for this dog show and wanted to have fun. This sucker featured the Midwest’s most elite show dogs and the organizers, in a flash of genius, had added an additional thirty non-show dogs in a separate talent competition. A portion of the event’s profits would be donated to a local animal shelter, and the shelter had brought out the big guns by convincing a dealership to raffle a new car.
That got the locals flocking.
Ro, Lucie’s BFF, leaned in, nudging Joey with her shoulder. Blech. As much as Lucie loved them—yes, even Joey—she couldn’t get used to the two of them doing the nasty.
Or whatever it was they were doing.
“It’s too soon to panic,” Ro said. “Besides, this whole thing is for charity, right? Either way, I didn’t bust out my favorite Louboutins to see this dog go down in flames.”
Lucie glanced down at the hem of Ro’s skintight jeans. Today she’d paired the shoes with a red, plunging V-neck cashmere sweater that showed off her cleavage.
Connect with me online:
twitter.com/Liliana_Hart
facebook.com/LilianaHart
www.lilianahart.com
If you enjoyed reading Whiskey on the Rocks , I would appreciate it if you would help others enjoy this book, too.
Lend it . This e-book is lending-enabled, so please, share it with a friend.
Recommend it . Please help other readers find this book by recommending it to friends, readers’ groups and discussion boards.
Review it . Please tell other readers why you liked this book by reviewing it at Goodreads. If you do write a review, please send me an email at [email protected] so I can thank you with a personal email. Or visit me at www.lilianahart.com .
Love Addison Holmes? There’s more in the series!
Whiskey Rebellion (Book 1)
Whiskey Sour (Book 2)
Whiskey For Breakfast (Book 3)
Whiskey, You’re The Devil (Book 4)
Whiskey Tango Foxtrot (Book 5)
JOIN THE LILIANA HART NEWSLETTER!
WIN $100!
Beginning in April, I’ll be giving away a $100 gift card* on the 15th of the month, and every month after, to one newsletter subscriber. The winner will be announced inside the newsletter, so you’ll have to actually open it to see who won :-) So if you’re not a newsletter subscriber, go do it. This will also be open to international readers.
*Must be deliverable online
CLICK HERE TO JOIN!
Adrienne Giordano
DOG COLLAR LIMBO
A Lucie Rizzo Mystery
Copyright © 2016 Adrienne Giordano
Chapter One
“L uce, we’re over our heads here.”
Lucie, sitting next to her complaining ape of a brother, made snoring noises. For dramatic effect, she added an eye roll.
She hadn’t schlepped all the way to Evanston at 9:00 AM on a Saturday to sit on rock-hard bleachers in a sweat-funked college gymnasium with three thousand people just to watch Otis, her favorite dog walking client, lose a talent show.
Not happening. It was way too early for such pessimism.
Her Otis would pull this out.
Joey wagged his finger. “Roll your eyes all you want. All I’m saying is we don’t have this thing locked.”
Her brother. The big mush. “Why are you being so negative?”
As the daughter of a mob boss, she’d spent twenty-six years finding the upshots and refused to give in now.
Joey blew air through his lips. “I thought that limbo of his would be a showstopper.”
Lucie flapped her arms, and glanced at Tim, her maybe-boyfriend. “Who made him such a Debbie Downer?”
Next to her on the other side, Tim flashed that you’re-so-cute grin and his green eyes twinkled under the glare of the gym lights. “Joey, have a little faith.”
Tim understood the value of positive thinking. He was a Chicago PD detective. The atrocities he saw each day would pulverize him if he didn’t look for the good.
Her brother grunted. Well, he could buzz off. She’d waited three weeks for this dog show and wanted to have fun. This sucker featured the Midwest’s most elite show dogs and the organizers, in a flash of genius, had added an additional thirty non-show dogs in a separate talent competition. A portion of the event’s profits would be donated to a local animal shelter, and the shelter had brought out the big guns by convincing a dealership to raffle a new car.
That got the locals flocking.
Ro, Lucie’s BFF, leaned in, nudging Joey with her shoulder. Blech. As much as Lucie loved them—yes, even Joey—she couldn’t get used to the two of them doing the nasty.
Or whatever it was they were doing.
“It’s too soon to panic,” Ro said. “Besides, this whole thing is for charity, right? Either way, I didn’t bust out my favorite Louboutins to see this dog go down in flames.”
Lucie glanced down at the hem of Ro’s skintight jeans. Today she’d paired the shoes with a red, plunging V-neck cashmere sweater that showed off her cleavage.
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