In Last Diner Standing by Terri L. Austin, Rose Strickland has another case to solve, this one involving her friend, Janelle. Here's a little taste:
There are some
absolutes in this life that are irrefutable. If you leave the house looking like
crap, you’ll see someone you know, usually an ex-boyfriend. If you’re running
late for an appointment, you’ll hit every red light on the way. And a three a.m.
phone call is never good news. Either someone’s dead, in the hospital, or you’re
a drunken booty call. But that Saturday morning, I discovered another reason to
avoid the ringing harbinger of bad news.
“’ello,” I
answered, my eyes still closed.
“Rose, I’m in
jail, girl.”
I sniffed and sat
up on my futon. “Janelle?”
“Of course it’s
Janelle. They think I tried to kill Asshat.”
Scrubbing a hand
over my eyes, I glanced at the clock. “Asshat?”
Janelle lowered
her voice. “Rose, wake up and listen. I’m in jail, Asshat’s in a coma, and
they’re saying I tried to kill him. I need help.”
1 comment:
Great excerpt. I hope I never get a phone call like that.
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