“Please tell me you paid for those,” I said, walking up to Daisy and Clarice. They both were wearing identical, fluffy, ice-blue, angora, v-neck sweaters, black (Clarice) and white (Daisy) cle**age bursting forth in abundance. My head swung toward the couches and I saw Daisy sitting with Clarice.
I stormed through the doors at King’s carrying a bag full of two fat, foil-wrapped burritos. I escaped at lunch, doing a run at Chipotle for Andy and me. May had been busy in the kitchen and I didn’t have the opportunity to corner her to ask her opinion about Nick’s “teasing and jacking Vance around” concerns. I had a morning from hell, phone ringing off the hook, kids all over me wanting dirt on my now famous takedown of the furry pimp and his whores, word as usual travelling fast, the two skanks obviously had been talking appointments stacked up, I didn’t have a chance to breathe. I didn’t know how Vance would feel about this but I hoped I could talk him into it because I really, really wanted to do ride-along. Vance and the Hot Bunch have to pull out all the stops to keep her alive.He wasn’t asking. Even though Jules tries to hang on to her inner Head Crackin’ Mamma Jamma, the Rock Chicks Hot Bunch Jules’s long-suffering Uncle Nick Jules’s friend the rotund, African-American, Jackie-O wannabe, May and especially Vance will stop at nothing to wear her down.īut Jules makes some bad guys pretty angry and one is dedicated to taking her out. The Hot Bunch of Nightingale Investigations adopt Jules as one of their own. The Rock Chicks of Fortnum’s Bookstore get involved to provide romantic advice and guidance, none of which Jules accepts at first. Jules doesn’t have time for romance, she’s too busy saving the world and she enlists Zip (the gunstore owner), Heavy (an ex-PI) and Frank (a mysterious recluse) to help.
Vance has made it his mission that Jules won’t get dead while dishing out vigilante justice. Jules has got a score to settle against the drug dealers of Denver.
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