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The Fairyland Murders by J.A. Kazimer
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Blue Reynolds
knows the darker side of New Never City--the side that's hopped-up on fairy
dust and doesn't care if your house gets blown down. Rent's due and his PI
business is all but make believe. But even Blue shudders at having to chase
after Isabella Davis, a freckle-nosed redhead five feet tall on her
tip-toes...if you don't count the pretty pink wings.
Izzy is tough,
and sneaky, and not too thrilled with the idea of being the new tooth fairy.
The last six have been most gruesomely extracted. But Blue has a feeling that
whoever is killing the tooth fairies is worse than your standard big bad
psycho. The fairy council is hiding something. The Shadows are moving out into
the light. And Blue is saddled with a shocking power that could take out half
of New Never City...
Teaser Excerpt:
“No
buts, Isabella.” I gave her my most confident of smiles, all gleaming slightly
tarnished teeth. “I’ll figure this out. Don’t worry your—”
She
yanked her arm away. “If you say pretty little head, I will kill you in your
sleep.”
Before
I could comment, my cell phone rang. I pulled it out and checked the caller ID.
The screen flashed Unknown Caller. “Reynolds,” I answered with hesitancy.
Nothing I hated more than getting stuck on the phone for ten minutes with a guy
trying to sell me lightning rods.
“To
find the truth,” the speaker paused, “two past the midnight hour.”
Definitely
not a lightning rod salesman. “What?”
The
speaker’s sigh echoed through the phone. “If you want to know the truth about
your new girlfriend, meet me under the 45th
Street midnight tonight.”
I
rolled my eyes. “Why not just say that in the first place?” Sometimes I hated
my job. Everyone had something to hide, some angle to cover, which left me to
weed through cryptic messages and layers of bullshit. My gaze inadvertently
slid to Izzy, who stood next to me impatiently tapping her foot.
What
was her angle? Was she really an innocent victim or was there more to her tale?
Either way, I’d be stupid to trust her. On the other hand, no one had ever
claimed Blue Reynolds was the brightest bulb in the pack.
About the Author
J.A. Kazimer is a writer
living in Denver
When J.A. Kazimer isn't
looking for the perfect place to hide the bodies, she spends her time
surrounded by cats with attitude and a little puppy named 'Killer'. Other
hobbies include murdering houseplants, kayaking, snowboarding, reading, and
theater.
After years of slacking she
received a master’s degree in forensic psychology in 2007. In addition to
studying the criminal mind, she spent a few years spilling drinks on people as
a bartender and then wasted another few years stalking people while working as
a private investigator in the Denver
Cheaters, drunks, deadbeats
and family hold a special place in her heart, as well as a few pages in her
novels.
Links:
http://www.jakazimer.com
http://jakazimer.blogspot.com/
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https://twitter.com/jakazimer
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