Tuesday, June 30, 2015

Interview - Laurelin McGee - Miss Match

Today I'm interviewing new to me author(s), Laurelin McGee, a pseudonym for the writing team of Laurelin Paige and Kayti McGee, presenting their newest release Miss Match. I can't wait to dig into my copy and I know when you read on you'll feel the same way!

Ladies, its all yours!

Publication date: 06/30/2015
Pages: 336


Welcome to the sexy, crazy, wildly unpredictable world of modern matchmaking, where fixing up strangers is part of the job--but falling in love is an occupational hazard…
Blake Donovan is tall, handsome, rich, and successful--so why would a guy like him need a matchmaker?
Andrea Dawson has no idea, but a job is a job. After being blackballed from a career in marketing, Andrea agreed to use her unique profiling skills to play matchmaker out of pure desperation. 
Blake knows exactly the kind of woman he's looking for--and it's the total opposite of Andrea. Though smart and undeniably sexy, she is simply too headstrong for a man who's used to being in charge

Monday, June 29, 2015

**Giveaway** Showcase - Redemption Bay - RaeAnne Thayne

Today I'm showcasing NYT Bestselling author RaeAnne Thayne and #2 novel in her Haven Point series, Redemption Bay.
RaeAnne is sponsoring a giveaway on one of her handcrafted bookmarks see details below

  • ISBN-13: 9780373785063
  • Publisher: Harlequin
  • Publication date: 6/30/2015
  • Series: Haven Point Series, #2
  • Format: Mass Market Paperback
  • Pages: 384


New York Times bestselling author RaeAnne Thayne brings you back to Haven Point—a place made for second chances…
McKenzie Shaw would do anything for her hometown of Haven Point. It may be small, but it's never let her down…unlike gorgeous, infuriating Ben Kilpatrick. He was her childhood hero until he closed his family's factory, leaving the town's economy in shambles. Now his tech firm is considering opening a local facility. For Haven Point's sake, McKenzie has to grit her teeth and play nice.
What could a town filled with painful memories ever offer Ben? Yet seeing the town through the eyes of McKenzie—its fiery young mayor—he suddenly has his answer. If only he can resolve the animosity crackling between them, Ben may have found the place where he can build ties and find healing…a place where love arrives when it's least expected.

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Friday, June 26, 2015

Review - Grey by E L James

Today I'm sharing my review of Grey by E L James
BTW check out the B&N Sales ranking I have listed under the novel information.
Take that critics!

  • ISBN-13: 9781101946343
  • Publisher: Knopf Doubleday Publishing Group
  • Publication date: 6/18/2015
  • Pages: 576
  • B&N Sales rank: 


See the world of Fifty Shades of Grey anew through the eyes of Christian Grey.

In Christian's own words, and through his thoughts, reflections, and dreams, E L James offers a fresh perspective on the love story that has enthralled millions of readers around the world.
Christian Grey exercises control in all things; his world is neat, disciplined, and utterly empty—until the day that Anastasia Steele falls into his office, in a tangle of shapely limbs and tumbling brown hair. He tries to forget her, but instead is swept up in a storm of emotion he cannot comprehend and cannot resist. Unlike any woman he has known before, shy, unworldly Ana seems to see right through him—past the business prodigy and the penthouse lifestyle to Christian’s cold, wounded heart.  
Will being with Ana dispel the horrors of his childhood that haunt Christian every night? Or will his dark sexual desires, his compulsion to control, and the self-loathing that fills his soul drive this girl away and destroy the fragile hope she offers him?
This book is intended for mature audiences.

Thursday, June 25, 2015

Interview-review Kate Hewitt - The Billionaire's Fantasy

Today I bring you an author I love and know well, she writes in many genres and even has an evil twin she also writes under, Katherine Swarts. I know her because she writes fabulous novels for Harlequin's Presents line which I reviewed for years for RT Magazine. Today however she's talking with me about her brand new novel, The Billionaire's Fantasy which is part of HQN's Forbidden Trilogy, a group of three novels bound by a connecting thread but each also stand alone perfectly.
The really special thing about these novels besides the fact they're all over the top fantastic is that Harlequin made them into a serial romance and (drum roll please) they're giving fans part one for FREE!!! You can also check out my previous post showcasing the series HERE!!
So enjoy my chat with Kate and see below for links to the other novels below!

  • ISBN-13: 9781460390054
  • Publisher: Harlequin
  • Publication date: 6/24/2015
  • Series: Forbidden Series
  • Sold by: HARLEQUIN
  • Format: eBook


The Forbidden Series
Billionaires who can look, but shouldn't touch!
For Logan Black, Jaiven Rodriguez and Zair al Ruyi, New York is spread out before them like the Garden of Eden…and no one knows the sweet taste of forbidden fruit better than America's most ruthless billionaires!
When Louise Jensen spent one wicked night with the devastatingly handsome Jaiven Rodriguez, she thought it would be enough. But now that Jaiven has had a taste of his greatest fantasy, he wants more. Louise is about to be taken on a sensual journey by this billionaire bad boy!

Wednesday, June 24, 2015

**Giveaway** Interview Ashley Farley - Her Sister's Shoes

Please welcome new to me author Ashley Farley, she's here today to chat about her just released last month novel, Her Sister's Shoes, and her very personal journey to becoming an author. I know you'll enjoy our interview and your opportunity to get yourself a signed copy of Ashely's new book. Contest details below!
If you're looking for a review you can count on check out The Caffeinated Book Reviewer's.
Ashley, the floor is yours!

  • ISBN-13: 9780986167218
  • Publisher: AHF Publishing
  • Publication date: 5/26/2015
  • Pages: 380


Set in the South Carolina Lowcountry and packed with Southern charm and memorable characters, Her Sister's Shoes is the story of three sisters-Samantha, Jackie, and Faith-who struggle to balance the demands of career and family while remaining true to themselves.

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Tuesday, June 23, 2015

Showcase - Patti Callahan Henry - The Idea of Love

Today I'm showcasing a favorite in women's fiction Patti Callahan Henry whose new book, The Idea of Love, releases today.

  • ISBN-13: 9781250040329
  • Publisher: St. Martin's Press
  • Publication date: 6/23/2015
  • Pages: 256


As we like to say in the south,
"Don't let the truth get in the way of a good story."
Ella's life has been completely upended. She's young, beautiful, and deeply in love--until her husband dies in a tragic sailing accident while trying save her. Or so she'll have everyone believe. Screenwriter Hunter needs a hit, but crippling writers' block and a serious lack of motivation are getting him nowhere. He's on the look-out for a love story. It doesn't matter who it belongs to.

Monday, June 22, 2015

Interview-Review - Red Flags: How To Spot Frienemies Underminers, and Toxic People in Your Life by Wendy L. Patrick Ph. D

Today I'm hosting author/District Attorney Wendy L. Patrick Ph.D whose new book Red Flags: How to spot Frienemies, Underminers, and Toxic People in your Life is a MUST Read for anyone and everyone.
Please enjoy her very informative interview and my review of her book then run, don't walk to your nearest bookstore for a copy or two or three to read for yourself and to share with loved ones. 

  • ISBN-13: 9781250052926
  • Publisher: St. Martin's Press
  • Publication date: 5/5/2015
  • Pages: 320


We all need emotional blinders: the etiquette that keeps society smoothly moving depends on it. But when you absolutely must rely on another person, you have to be able to assess them objectively. Red Flags shares simple strategies anyone can use to spot deceptive, or downright dangerous people, who use ingratiation and social convention to draw in and lull victims.

Friday, June 19, 2015

Giveaway - Kittens Can Kill by Clea Simon - Showcase - Partners in Crime Blog Tours

Please enjoy my stop on the Kittens Can Kill Blog Tour. Don't forget to enter to win a box of books from Poisoned Penn Press.

Kittens Can Kill

by Clea Simon

on Tour June 2015


coverThe dead don’t keep pets. So when animal behaviorist expert Pru Marlowe gets a call about a kitten, she doesn’t expect to find the cuddly creature playing beside the cooling body of prominent Beauville lawyer David Canaday. Heart attack? His three adult daughters angrily blame drug interactions, feline allergies—and each other. And begin to feud over their father, his considerable estate, and that cute ball of fluff. While the cause of death is pending, each sister has an axe to grind—with arguments that escalate when David’s partner reads out the will.
Pru’s special sensitivity to animals, which caused her to flee the cacophony of Manhattan for the quiet Berkshires, adds further problems. The local vet is overwhelmed as the animal hospital’s money runs out. There’s a needy Sheltie and some invasive squirrels, too. But the dead man’s kitten, his former partner, and his troublesome family keep drawing “wild-girl animal psychic Pru back in. Despite the wry observations of her trusty tabby Wallis, now the wrongfully accused kitten’s guardian, and the grudging compliance of her cop lover, this may be one time when Pru can’t solve the mystery or save the kitten she wants to believe is innocent. A single witness knows the truth about that bright spring morning. How far can Pru investigate without risking her own hidden tale?

Book Details:

Genre: Cozy Mystery
Published by: Poisoned Pen Press
Publication Date: 03/03/2015
Number of Pages: 434
Series: Pru Marlowe Pet Noir #5 (Each is a Stand Alone Mystery)
ISBN: 9781464203589
Purchase Links: Amazon Barnes & Noble Goodreads

Wednesday, June 17, 2015

**GIVEAWAY** Interview with KJ Larsen - Bye Bye Love Partners in Crime Tours

Bye, Bye Love

by KJ Larsen

on Tour June 2015


Chicago’s Pants On Fire Detective Agency targets liars and cheats. But PI Cat DeLuca is once again up to her smokin’ skinny jeans in murder.
Cat is out running in a neighborhood park when she crashes over the faceless body of Bernie Love. Bernie was the finance guy to the scary Provenza family, with whom he grew up. And friend to Cat’s shady, Ferrari-wheeling-cop Uncle Joey. As she hauls out her phone, Cat is assaulted by someone with a Rolex, stun gun, and wheelbarrow. When the cops show up, the killer is gone. And so is the body.
Captain Bob, a stickler for habeas corpus, blows off Cat’s story. Stung by a chorus of snickers from the Ninth Precinct, home base for DeLuca men, Cat vows to make her case and goes after Rolex man. The murderer, desperate to silence the only person who can place him at the park, comes after Cat. She’s quickly on a collision course with the deadliest adversary she’s ever encountered—but she has the help of her beagle partner, her gun-happy assistant, an ex-spy (or two), and her outrageous, interfering Italian family. Meanwhile, her hot, FBI-boyfriend seems sidelined in Vegas.
In Bye, Bye, Love, K.J. Larsen delivers another nail-biting tale rife with unexpected plot twists, zany characters, fabulous food, and laugh-out-loud humor.

Book Details:

Genre: Cozy Mystery
Published by: Poisoned Pen Press
Publication Date: Aprl 7, 2015
Number of Pages: 28
ISBN: 9781464203831
Series: Cat DeLuca Mystery #4 (Each is a Stand-Alone Novel)
Purchase Links: Amazon Barnes & Noble Goodreads

Tuesday, June 16, 2015

Guest Post - John Hegenberger - Stan Wade Private Eye

Today I'm so pleased to present a guest post by new/old author John Hegenberger. He's taken this opportunity to present to my readers a Q&A that will introduce his late 1950's protagonist Stan Wade Private Eye. John has several Stan Wade novels coming out, the first, Spyfall will be out this fall by Black Opal Books.

John Here's a Humphrey Bogart quote as Sam Spade to set the scene.  "When you're slapped, you'll take it and like it."
And a Mike Hammer quote to round things out -"If I need something, I'll invent it."

Here's a little something of John's to whet your whistle until the Stan books come out.

Here's John!!!

  • File Size: 710 KB
  • Print Length: 81 pages
  • Simultaneous Device Usage: Unlimited
  • Publication Date: May 16, 2015
  • Sold by: Amazon Digital Services, Inc.
  • Language: English

A series of serious crimes: Kidnapping. Murder. Art Thief. Blackmail. Comic Books. 
“…fast-moving, atmospheric, and consistently surprising…” 
Private Investigator Eliot Cross faces heartache, headache, backache, and a royal pain in the neck in these rollicking noir stores from the heart of the Heartland. 
Cross Examinations, Inc. established in 1988 
Crime in Columbus 
Never before published, CROSS EXAMINATIONS sets the stage for an exciting new novel that will join pop-culture author, John Hegenberger’s soon-to-be-published Tripleye trilogy and his upcoming Stan Wade, L.A.P.I. series.

Monday, June 15, 2015

Interview with Lily Temperly - Fix: Sex, Lies & Banking

Today I'm welcoming debut author Lily Temperley whose novel is based on a true story, hers!
Read on and I'm sure you'll be as excited to read this book as I am!

  • ISBN-13: 9781909477018
  • Publisher: Clink Street Publishing
  • Publication date: 11/7/2014
  • Pages: 218


What's love got to do with it? Patrick Harrington is handsome, wealthy and successful. He is also a high-functioning addict that craves his next fix. His vices of choice are money and women: taking risks at work and pursuing multiple sexual conquests. Determined to get what he wants, as he always does, Harrington fixates on Alexandra Fisher - the latest pretty young thing in his office.

Friday, June 12, 2015

Showcase - Dead Ice by Laurell K Hamilton + my review courtesy LibraryJournal

Today it's my pleasure to host a showcase to a pioneer in the fantasy/paranormal genre, Laurell K. Hamilton and number 24 in the Anita Blake Vampire Slayer series. And she's a local author done good a fellow St. Louisan.
Enjoy the showcase then stick around because Laurell's publisher Penguin is sponsoring a giveaway of one print copy US ONLY for a giveaway!



Anita Blake has the highest kill count of any vampire executioner in the country. She’s a U.S. Marshal who can raise zombies with the best of them. But ever since she and master vampire Jean-Claude went public with their engagement, all she is to anyone and everyone is Jean-Claude’s fiancĂ©e.
It’s wreaking havoc with her reputation as a hard ass—to some extent. Luckily, in professional circles, she’s still the go-to expert for zombie issues. And right now, the FBI is having one hell of a zombie issue.
Someone is producing zombie porn. Anita has seen her share of freaky undead fetishes, so this shouldn’t bother her. But the women being victimized aren’t just mindless, rotting corpses. Their souls are trapped behind their eyes, signaling voodoo of the blackest kind.
It’s the sort of case that can leave a mark on a person. And Anita’s own soul may not survive unscathed . . .

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Thursday, June 11, 2015

**Giveaway** Inerterview with Matt Coyle - Night Tremors

Today I'm so happy to welcome back Matt Coyle who's going to tell us about his latest Rick Cahill thriller, Night Tremors. I'm sure once our conversation is through you'll want to read this book as badly as I do. Oh Guess what you'll have a chance to win an autographed copy!
Matt Take it away!

  • ISBN-13: 9781608091492
  • Publisher: Oceanview Publishing
  • Publication date: 6/2/2015
  • Pages: 330


Nightmares of the man he killed two years ago still chase Rick Cahill through his sleep. The memory of his murdered wife haunts him during waking hours. His private investigative work, secretly photographing adulterers, paid for his new house but stains his soul.
Read an Excerpt:

Chapter One-
The woman's back arched and her head jerked backwards. Blinds cut shadows across her naked body. She stood splayed, her arms pressed against the wall. Her shoulders shuttered and she twisted towards the window, exposing the man's bald head. His face, a tight grimace that only pain could produce. Well, pain and sex.
I got the shot I needed. The proof required to trip the adultery clause in the prenup and open the divorce settlement vault. It would be the last one I showed the man's wife, right after the establishing photos of her husband walking into the La Jolla Inn motel room with his mistress.
The adulterer drove a late model, black Cadillac Escalade. He probably liked it because it was a status symbol and a smooth ride. I liked it because it was roomy under the chassis. Plenty of head room when you had to lie under it and shoot pictures up through slanted motel window blinds of cheating hearts, and bodies. My Nikon D7100 got me the shot without a flash lighting up the cool, moonless December sky. It was early evening, but winter and clouds darkened the ancient inn's parking lot.
I crawled on my belly along the asphalt out from under the SUV and stood up. Tiny pebbles and dirt clung to my jeans and dark blue hooded sweatshirt. I tried to brush them off, but the dew in the night air smeared the dirt into grime and stained the clothing. My mind wandered back to my time as a cop. Way back then I'd never envisioned this as a career. A well paid camera jockey, cataloging the weaknesses and bad decisions of others.
A snoop. A Peeping Tom. A private investigator.
I was good at what I did. Maybe the best in San Diego. The stakeout specialist with the steady hands and quick camera finger. I could sit, or stand, or lie and wait forever for people to do what they shouldn't. Then, click, I had their wrongs captured for posterity. Or infamy. I did my job so well that I never talked about it when friends asked what it was like to be a PI.
I swallowed down my introspection and headed across La Jolla Boulevard to the strip mall where I'd left my car. The mall had a Haagen-Dazs ice cream shop. Bright and shiny and full of sweet, creamy sin that went down a lot easier than self analysis. On the drive home, after I'd chomped down the last of a waffle cone topped with two scoops of mint chip, I hit my boss's number on my cell phone.
"You get it?" His voice vibrated the Bluetooth in my ear.
"Hello to you, too."
"I'm with a client." His voice now hushed. "Just give me the news."
"In flagrante."
"You got a knack, Bullet. Print them in the morning, and we'll show them to the client tomorrow afternoon."
Bob Reitzmeyer had dubbed me "Bullet-head" when I was a kid with a military crew cut. I'd listen to his cop stories when my dad brought him home for dinner after their shifts together on the La Jolla Police Department. Thankfully, he'd dropped "head" from the moniker when I graduated from the Ventura Sheriff's Academy and became a cop on the Santa Barbara Police Department. A long time ago.
"Will do."
"Good work. You're turning into a crack peeper. Your pop would be proud."
He hung up, saving me from having to hold my tongue. I doubted my father would have been proud that his son was a "crack peeper."
Dessert already consumed, I was still hungry for dinner. I drove north until I hit La Jolla's restaurant row, Prospect Street. I rolled past towering palm trees, neon and glass edifices with ocean views and an aging cement rectangle sunk below street level with a view of the office building blocking its view of the ocean. Muldoon's Steak House. My former place of employment.
Before my life changed.
Muldoon's was stuck in a 1970's steak house time warp: lit in permanent dusk, redwood slats and brass on the walls, salad bar buffeting an open grill area. It had once been a second home to me. Now it was just a place where I ate dinner a few times a month.
A hostess I didn't know greeted me in the entry.
"Is Turk in tonight?" I asked.
"Mr. Muldoon?" Her voice had a lilt that made sense matched with her big brown eyes.
I nodded.
"No. He may come in later. I'm not sure."
I felt guilty that I was relieved not to have to see my former best friend. Two years ago, Turk had saved my life before I finally saved myself. But I hadn't saved Turk, and he'd paid for my life with his mobility. A debt I could never repay. He'd been a casualty of a bad decision I'd made in my life. There'd been other bad decisions.
And other casualties.
I'd just pushed my empty dinner plate away when a shadow crept across my table. I raised my eyes and saw an old piece of Texas in a tailored western style suit wedged up under a cowboy hat.
"Mr. Cahill." The twang in his voice had been muted by years under the Southern California sun but it still had some Lone Star state left in it.
When I first met Timothy Buckley his wardrobe looked like it had been piecemealed together by Goodwill. He'd spent his time shaking hookers and junkies loose from the legal system on the ugly side of San Diego. Now he hung his shingle in La Jolla, a jagged slice of paradise cut along the coast. The closest he got to hookers and junkies was protecting trust fund babes from "Girls Gone Wild" videos and their silver spoon brothers from DUI charges.
"I think we're past Misters, Buckley. You can call me Rick."
"Well, there it is Rick." He took his hat off, allowing a braided, gray ponytail to fall down onto his back. "I've called you three or four times at your office, but you never call me back."
"Nothing for us to talk about."
"Son, I know we got off to a bad start way back when." He scratched a permanent two week-old gray beard and squinted watery eyes at me. "But you're 'bout as ornery as a polecat with his tail up."
"Then why the phone calls?"
"Sometimes a skunk spreading stink around is the only way to flush out the truth."
"You seem to have gone a little more country since I last saw you, Buckley. Is that for my benefit?"
"I'm afraid it's out of habit. My upper crust clientele expect an attorney from Texas to be folksy. I aim to please." He threaded the brim of his cowboy hat through his fingers. "Mind if I sit down, Rick?"
I weighed hearing Buckley out against the possibility of seeing Turk hobble in on his cane. I gambled and nodded to the right side of the booth. Buckley slid in, set his hat on the table, and steepled his fingers.
The waiter came by and asked if he could get me anything else. By the way Buckley wetted his lips, it looked like he had his mind set on the first nip of the day.
"Just the check. Thanks." I looked at Buckley. "Despite the fact that I ignore your phone calls, you keep making them, and you somehow track me to a restaurant I only decided to eat at an hour ago. What the hell do you want?"
"I'm not trying to pester you, son." He spread his hands open over his hat. "I heard you eat back at your old haunts every now and again. It's that important that we talk."
"It's important to you."
"I know I put a burr under your saddle during that Windsor mess, but I was just protecting my client. And everything turned out okay come closin' time."
The "Windsor mess" had ended two years ago, but it still haunted my dreams.
"It turned out okay for you. A change in clientele and zip codes." I slowly nodded my head. "But, come closin' time, three people were dead." And one left walking with a cane.
"Actually four people died." He avoided my eyes. "If you include the one you killed."
"Why are you here?"
"Fine. We'll put the brass tacks on the table." He leaned forward. "You remember the Eddington boy?"
"Randall Eddington?"
"The murderer?"
Randall Eddington had been eighteen when he killed his parents and younger sister. The murders went national as the networks' tragedy of the month. Every three letter combination of the alphabet had news vans in La Jolla for the trial later that year, even though the judge wouldn't allow cameras in the courtroom. It had been good for Muldoon's business for a month or so. Even breathless reporters with nothing new to report had to eat after the red light went dark.
"Well, the jury found him guilty. That's true." Buckley's eyes had a little hang dog in them. "In the first trial, anyway."
"First trial? I only remember one."
"One so far." Buckley wiped his lips like that phantom drink couldn't come soon enough. "So, what does getting a psychopath a new trial have to do with me?"
"I don't believe he is a psychopath."
"Okay. Let's just call him a kid with anger management issues." I leaned forward and crossed my forearms on the table. "But why me? There are plenty of private dicks in San Diego with more experience who can fudge up some evidence for you."
"I'm not looking for a prop job, Rick." He put a leathery hand on my arm. "I'm looking for the truth. And if the Windsor case proved anything to me, it's that you're a truth seeker."
"I'm a guy who peeks through windows and snaps photos of married men locked onto unmarried women."
I slid down the leather bench opposite Buckley and stood up outside the booth.
"You gonna' do that for the rest of your life, son?" Buckley grabbed his hat and stood up next to me. "Or, do you want to work a case that matters. Something that won't make you want to scrub yourself with a wire brush in the shower at the end of the day."
"I use Comet and sandpaper." I strode around him down into the main dining room. "See you around, Buckley."
The moon still hid behind the clouds and the ocean down below Prospect Street pushed up a heavy breeze that poked cold fingers in my face. I'd almost made it to my car when I heard boots clomping behind me. Cowboy boots.
"Rick!" Buckley was out of breath, his cowboy hat clenched in his hand when he caught up to me. His face was red, either from wind or exertion. "Just hold on one dang minute and hear me out."
"I've heard enough, Buckley." I opened the door to my car. "I'm not interested. The kid got what he deserved."
"Cops make mistakes, Rick. You and your ex-girlfriend are proof of that."
"Sometimes they get it right." I slid into the car.
"Tony Moretti was lead detective on the case." Buckley let his bloodhound eyes droop a little lower. "You still convinced the boy got what he deserved?"
Moretti was now Police Chief of the La Jolla Police Department. He'd only been a detective when he tried to pin a murder on me a couple of years back. But just because Moretti had been wrong about me didn't make the kid innocent.
"Look, Buckley. I couldn't help you even if I wanted to." I closed the car door and rolled down the window. "I work exclusively for La Jolla Investigations. I can't freelance. You want our firm on it, talk to Bob Reitzmeyer."
"He's not the right fit. We want you."
"Sorry. Can't help you." I turned the ignition key. "Good luck, Buckley."
I started to roll up the window, but Buckley's hand on it stopped me.
"Randall's grandparents remember you from that article in The Reader about the Windsor murder. The one about you being the fella who really caught the killer. The rest of the media got it wrong and made Moretti out to be a hero. The Reader got it right."
"I'm sorry for the grandparents, but there's nothing I can do." He was wrong about The Reader. It didn't get it right, either.
"They've got their life's savings liquid and ready to pour out to the man who'll find the truth about what happened to their family. They just want to make sure their grandson gets a fair shake."
"Are you more interested in the fair shake or the liquid assets?"
"You don't know me very well, Rick." His watery eyes went dry and all the Texas hospitality left them.
"I know you well enough, Buckley." I pulled out of the parking spot and gunned it down Prospect Street as the cool, moonless night drew down around La Jolla.

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