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Getting Off On Frank Sinatra: A Copper Black Mystery [Paperback]

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  • Category: Books (Fiction)
  • Author:  Edwards, Megan
  • Author:  Edwards, Megan
  • ISBN-10:  0997236906
  • ISBN-10:  0997236906
  • ISBN-13:  9780997236903
  • ISBN-13:  9780997236903
  • Publisher:  Imbrifex Books
  • Publisher:  Imbrifex Books
  • Pages:  309
  • Pages:  309
  • Binding:  Paperback
  • Binding:  Paperback
  • Pub Date:  01-Dec-2017
  • Pub Date:  01-Dec-2017
  • SKU:  0997236906-11-MING
  • SKU:  0997236906-11-MING
  • Item ID: 100402228
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In this award-winning mystery, a scorching Las Vegas summer is about to get even hotter. Aspiring journalist Copper Black has just found out that her boyfriend is responsible for his not-quite-ex-wife’s pregnancy. An unexpected house-sitting job at a notorious Las Vegas “party house” should provide not only a private swimming pool but also much-needed distraction.

While researching a story about an exclusive private school, Copper accidentally discovers the dead body of the school’s beloved founder. Now involved in a high-profile murder investigation, Copper turns to her brother, a civic-minded pastor who is overseeing the construction of a center for the homeless. An Indian medicine man claims the site is a sacred burial ground, attracting hordes of protesters.

As she tries to solve the murder, help her brother, advance her career, and sort out her love life, Copper stirs up a world of trouble. Her escapades as she evades a sociopath and a suspicious homicide detective make Megan Edwards’ rousing debutGetting Off on Frank Sinatraa nonstop roller coaster of a read.
Chapter 1:

My life in Las Vegas improved dramatically when I started getting off on Frank Sinatra. That’s what I tell people. Then, while they’re still trying to figure out how to react, I continue.

“I’d like to get off on Dean Martin, too, but I just can’t. And in case you’re interested, Mel Tormé is too short, Hugh Hefner’s a dead end, and I can never remember whether Jerry Lewis goes both ways.”

The truth is, I can never even remember where Jerry Lewis is exactly, but I know there’s a street named after him somewhere on the west side. Hugh Hefner is really just a driveway next to the Palms casino, and Mel Tormé can claim only one block near the Fashion Show Mall. Frank Sinatra, on the other hand, really takes a girl places. When I-15 is jammed, I leaveló¾