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THE BLOODSTAINED BISTRO
Author: Susanne Marie Knight
Genre: Murder Mystery Romance
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Eating at the Bloodstained Bistro can be hazardous to amateur detective Minx Tobin’s health. So why does she continue to dine at this restaurant?
TO LIVE... AND DIE IN L.A.
Newly relocated Minx Tobin likes to help her friends. She also has a knack for solving puzzles. A huge puzzle in the form of a dead body soon gets dropped into her lap. Did waitress Brandi Evans murder her ex-boyfriend? Minx doesn’t think so, but can she crack the Case of the Bloodstained Bistro?
Overworked homicide lieutenant Gabe Harris has his fill of women... and dead bodies. The women he can handle. The dead bodies-- unfortunately they keep piling up. But on this particular case he meets a young woman that not only impedes his investigation, but she also has no interest in him. A healthy ego like his can’t handle that. He’ll have to keep an eye on Ms. Minx Tobin.
On a whim, Homicide lieutenant Gabe Harris offers to take Minx Tobin, a woman involved with a murder suspect, to dinner.
The Tobin woman had been surprised by his offer of dinner, but not as surprised as he was himself. Gabe drove onto Santa Monica Boulevard all the while wondering what the hell he had been thinking.
She'd been right; strictly speaking, about fraternizing with a suspect. He was mixing pleasure with official police business. Dynamite that was guaranteed to explode in his face.
He glanced over at his reluctant passenger. Sitting stiffly in the passenger seat, she held her handbag against her chest as if it were a shield offering protection.
Not that she'd need it against him; she wasn't his type. She was lean and athletic. He preferred his women to be of the buxom variety.
And, come to think of it, he might not be her type either. She seemed to have a preference for Brandi Evans' company.
"Where are we going to eat?" Minx asked, turning her dark eyed gaze on him.
Minx. What a helluva name. She hadn't like it when he used it. Her plump lips had turned down imperceptibly. He'd noticed though. It was his job to be observant.
He stopped at a light and looked over at her again. "I thought since we both seem to gravitate toward Valentin's, we'd go there."
She didn't comment. By the narrowing of her eyes, he could tell she was in a snit. Perhaps he couldn't blame her. She'd just eaten at the bistro last night, although she wasn't aware that he knew that fact.
He parked alongside Valentin's and turned off the engine before noticing the sign on the door proclaiming the bistro to be closed.
"That's strange," he said, more to himself than to the woman.
"It certainly is," she agreed. "I was just here last night. I sure hope it's not closed permanently."
Gabe started up the car again. "Maybe Valentin had an emergency." Whatever was the reason, he'd have to check it out. Later.
So now what? This little tête-à-tête with Minx Tobin was turning out to be a really lousy idea.
Hope you enjoy!
Susanne Marie Knight
Read outside the box: award-winning Romance Writing With A Twist