VICKI BATMAN ( Cont .) TEMPORARILY INSANE
VICKI BATMAN ( Cont .) TEMPORARILY INSANE
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No man . Bad job . And Murder .
Hattie Cooks is still searching for her dream job and one might be available ... in the Big Apple , far from friends , family , and Allan Wellborn , the man who still makes her heart race . In the meantime , she finds temporary employment at an accounting firm where two auditor friends turn up dead .
Detective Allan Wellborn dropped Hattie for Blonde Bimbo who , coincidentally , is employed at NLB where fishy things are taking place . When Allan interviews Hattie , he must determine why all signs point to her as a suspect .
Can Hattie discover why Allan dumped her and who is murdering auditors before death strikes again ?
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At first , she ’ d sounded oh-so-pleasant when we began our yak about the opportunity . “ Think accounting ,” she ’ d teased , followed by a small chuckle .
Her laugh had spoken volumes of Encyclopedia Bri-
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Trixie had some nerve . “ Stop it , Hattie !” Her reprimand , the one which had shot a stabbing pain to my right eye , sounded terribly out of character , like she had little patience for me . Ordinarily , she was the nicest person I knew , didn ’ t have a mean bone in her body . The kind who rescued animals , picked up trash at Sommerville Park , and prepared food for the elderly .
Not today . I narrowed my eyes and crossed my arms across my chest in a school-girl flaunt .
Trixie tilted forward in her desk chair , her bosom almost resting on her desk . “ This nonsense has to end . Your moan sounded like an obscure breed of a bizarre ... untamed ... wounded animal .” She returned to an upright and seated position and , in tiny increments , rotated her chair from side to side , waiting for me to say something not stupid .
In truth , Trixie had pounded the nail on the head . I had nothing to add . My whole life had turned into an obscure , bizarre , bad reflection of itself , thus wounding me to my core . I sighed and pouted an “ if only .” Don ’ t go there . My funsister friend owned the employment agency Jobs , Inc ., and on occasion , she ’ d happily assisted me in finding temporary work since my dream job had been flushed down the proverbial toilet a few months back , thus soiling my picture-perfect life . For this newest assignment she ’ d located , I ’ d be employed as an administrative assistant for the managing partner at Northside , Lancaster , and Brookside , Certified Public Accountants , headquartered in my hometown of Sommerville .
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