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- Name: Louisiana Longshot
- Author: Jana DeLeon
- Language: English
- Genre: Cozy Mystery
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I stepped off the Learjet at the private airfield just before dawn. I’d
been on the plane exactly seventeen hours, twenty-six minutes and fourteen
seconds, wearing the same eight-hundred-dollar dress I’d worn when I
killed a man twenty-five hours earlier. One of my shoes hadn’t made it out
of the desert, and I clutched what remained of the other shoe in my right
hand and my nine millimeter in the left. Apparently, eight-hundred-dollar
dresses didn’t come with pockets or holsters, and I didn’t have the kind of
cleavage that made a viable hiding place.
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A black Cadillac DTS with limo-tinted windows waited at the end of
the runway, so I took a deep breath and headed for the car, steeling myself
for the ass-chewing I knew was coming. But when I opened the door and
slid into the passenger’s seat, the angry, balding man I’d expected to see
was nowhere in sight. Instead, a slightly overweight, fiftyish, AfricanAmerican woman frowned at me, shaking her head.
“Girl, you are in one heap of trouble,” said the driver, Hadley
Reynolds, CIA executive assistant extraordinaire.
“Did he have a heart attack when he heard?” I asked, wondering why
the director had sent Hadley instead of coming himself. “I figured he’d be
here to run me over with the car.”
“He had a moment there during that phone call when I wondered. His
face turned so red, I thought he was going to pop, but then he rushed out
yelling at me to pick you up and take you to meet him as soon as you
arrived.”
I sighed, my fleeting thoughts of a real meal and decent clothes
slipping from my mind. Not only had the plane been stocked with healthy
food, it hadn’t contained an ounce of alcohol. “I guess picking up a burger
and six-pack on the way is out of the question?”
“It’s six a.m.”
“Not in the Middle East,” I pointed out.
“This is Washington, D.C., not some giant sandbox. Besides, you’re
meeting at a café. You can have all the fat and carbs you want.” Hadley
looked down at her own plump figure then over at me and frowned. “You
know, I rarely ask for anything although I do a lot of favors—and God
knows, I’m never going to fit in one of those size-four dresses they put you
in—but why can’t you be kind to the shoes?” I looked down at what was remaining of the Prada shoes and felt a bit
guilty.
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