Okay, I have to tell you about this purse.
I
bought this cross-body at Ross (anybody out there love Ross, too?) for a trip
to Europe. It was big enough for a book (because I am always reading) and a
water bottle.
I hauled it around France and Switzerland and it's the perfect
size. When I got home, I noticed that my mom, who was watching my kids had the
exact same purse only in red!
Twenty-three
year-old investigative journalist, Andy Miller is armed with her many disguises
and creativity to take down the riff-raff of Saint Louis. When her stepbrother
is murdered by the mob, Andy soon discovers she’s out of her depth.
Enter Hugh
Donaldson who has reasons of his own for discovering the murderer. He’ll use
everything in his power to achieve that, including lying to Andy about his
past. Dangerous as he is attractive, his martial arts skills and his quirky
ways raise Andy’s suspicions.
Although Andy
balks at his lies, Hugh’s charms, twenty-inch biceps, and electrifying blue
eyes are difficult to resist. Striking out on their own, Hugh and Andy try to
outwit each other as they traverse North America tracking down people connected
to the case.
As clues
disappear and the body count climbs, Andy and Hugh must trust each other and
use their combined skills to bring the murderer to justice.
“Let go of me.” She scrambled around powerless against his
strength.
“Are you still resisting?” He bent his head to whisper in her
ear, his face lost its kindness. “If you work alone, then I will use you as
bait. You will go bumbling around in the dark and I will capitalize on your
bumbling and stumbling. I will get what I want.
With or without you.”
Andy finally relaxed her body. He hated taking the spirit out of
her. But it was the only way to keep her from getting killed.
“Okay, I concede,” she said.
He smiled inwardly, the rush of victory, conquering a
well-matched foe. “I knew I could persuade you.”
Her smile warmed him, he released his body from hers. In a
flash, her leg flew up and hit him square in the nads. She opened the door
behind her, and slipped out by saying, “Brad asked me to do this. So I will do
this.”
Through the purple haze of pain, he called out, “Where will you
go Andy Baker?” The front door opened. “They’re hunting you,” he called.
The door slammed shut again.
He smiled despite the throbbing.
He liked her.
Find Bakers Dozen at: https://www.amazon.com/Bakers-Dozen-Amey-Zeigler-ebook/dp/B076X1XHTG/
Find Amey Zeigler at: https://www.ameyzeigler.com/
7 comments:
hahah! Vicki! I never noticed that my mom had the same bag either until I took a really good look! How funny! Thank you for hosting me today!
I once bought a messenger bag at Hot topic to carry my laptop and notebooks to work. My daughter, who was in high school at the time, saw it and was appalled. She had the same bag to carry books back and forth to school. She said, "Oh great, now I have to throw mine away!" I asked why, and she said, "I just CAN'T carry the same bag as my mother!" She shoved it under her bed. She's been to college and had lived with her boyfriend for nine years. Yet, I have no doubt that darn bag is still upstairs under her old bed.
What a great purse. Having the cross body strap was probably great for your trip. Good luck with the book. I love the cover!
Hi, Amey -- I'm a big Ross shopper, too. I've gotten some great shoes there! Best wishes with your book!!!
Kathy--That's a great story! Hahah! You should go check, it's probably still there!
Melissa--Thank you! I loved the cross body! It was so handy in Europe!
Angela--I love Ross! It's one of my favorite stores now! Thank you!
I've found great bags at Ross!
Vicki, they do have a great selection!
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