Last Shot by Mike Faricy

Last Shot by Mike Faricy *BLURB Continuing the Dev Haskell - Private Investigator Series with Case 6: Last Shot Private Investigator Dev Haskell decides the best thing he can do is turn down Desi Quinn's request for help. He's not the guy to get involved in a long term investigation that's guaranteed to cost Desi a small fortune and offers little promise of a result. That's before events take a turn for the worse. Now Dev has a debt to pay but how can low-rent-loser Pauley Kopff be teamed up with squeaky-clean Citizen of the Year, Gaston Driscoll? Not to mention an exotic dancer named Brandi, a born again Swindle Lawless and a Detective Norris Manning adding to the chaos. Dev lets go only to grab a bigger piece, but every time he thinks he's found the answer more questions arise. Between the humor and sex, Dev gets deadly serious, after all, it is his Last Shot. *Excerpt “Hey, I guess the early bird gets the worm. Been here long?” “Only a minute or two. I just sat down,” she said. If she’d just sat down she must have drunk her large coffee standing up, her mug was empty. She was dressed in blue jeans and a sort of v-neck T-shirt. The T-shirt had sharply creased sleeves and looked to have been ironed. A Claddagh dangled from the gold chain around her lovely neck; hands holding a heart with a crown, the Irish symbol for friendship, love and loyalty. “I’m gonna get a coffee. You want another or something to eat? I was actually thinking of ordering some breakfast.” “A coffee would be great. Just black. Nothing else for me.” There was something in her look. I’d been in these situations before and maybe picked up on her starving eyes. If we were dating she would have wanted just ‘one little bite’ of my dessert, then inhaled the entire thing. I got two coffees, ordered two omelets and a caramel roll. “Thanks for the coffee,” she said as I sat down. “Wow that looks really good.” She nodded toward my caramel roll. Oh-oh. “I hope you don’t mind. I took the liberty of ordering you an omelet. I didn’t want to be my usually piggy self and eat in front of you. Here, you gotta try half of this. They’re really good,” I said, cutting the caramel roll in half. “Oh, no, I really couldn’t,” she said at the same time she grabbed the larger half. “Go ahead…the omelets should be out in just a couple of minutes.” “You sure you don’t mind?” she said, then crammed a good portion of the piece into her mouth, not waiting for my answer. “So, you mentioned a situation. How can I help?” Desi quickly chewed, then swallowed and glanced longingly at her remaining portion before looking up at me. “Well…see…I didn’t always wash cars and tend bar at a strip joint.” I shook my head and gave a little shrug suggesting it wasn’t important where she worked or what she did. “No, really, I was somebody. I went to school and even made the Deans List in grad school. I was an architect here in town. I was making something of myself.” “An architect?” I didn’t mean to sound so surprised. “Yeah.” She nodded, then shoved the remainder of the caramel roll into her mouth. “Why aren’t you working as an architect now?” “Have you read the papers? You remember that little thing called the great recession? No one was building anything for about five years, let alone looking for someone to do design work.” “So you went from being an architect to washing cars?” That sounded pretty drastic and I wasn’t quite following. “Not quite that direct a route, but then that’s what I wanted to talk to you about. Karla said you were someone who would understand.” “You two friends?” Ting-A -Ling Dev Haskell – Private Investigator Case 7 MIKE FARICY Continuing the Dev Haskell – Private Investigator Series with Case 7 After answering Danielle’s middle of the night phone call, private investigator Dev Haskell offers to help. It’s a simple task. All he has to do is deliver a message to her former business partner. The next thing he knows, Dev is involved in a missing person case and he can’t find his client or her business partner. That turns out to be the least of his problems when he finds himself on the hook for murder and all the evidence points toward him. Meanwhile, an incident from his childhood continues to haunt Dev. With his very freedom hanging in the bala nce everything seems to be beyond his control. He’ll need all his skill and a good deal of luck to save himself. In a tale fraught with danger, Mike Faricy, Master of the Bizarre lays one twist on top of another until a murder rap becomes the least of Dev’s problems *Links Amazon Last Shot http://amzn.to/1hCkRAo Amazon Ting-A-Ling http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00J3697KQ Twitter https://twitter.com/MikeFaricyBooks Website http://www.mikefaricy.com/ Blog http://mikefaricy.blogspot.com/ Facebook Author page https://www.facebook.com/MikeFaricyBooks Dev Haskell page https://www.facebook.com/DevHaskell