By Laura Levine
Wordsmith Jaine Austen's send has eventually are available. Her new educating gig on a posh cruise line nabs her a unfastened holiday - and entry to a 24-hour buffet! yet prior to you could say 'bon voyage', Jaine's all-expenses-paid journey to the Mexican Riviera turns out destined to be a wreck...Things are already off to a rocky commence while Jaine discovers a stowaway amidst her baggage - her persnickety cat Prozac. Jaine's sinking sensation grows improved at dinner, the place she meets chatty Emily Pritchard, a filthy rich seventy-year-old who is vacationing together with her nephews. Jaine can not help noticing the stress between them, particularly while the cruise's captivating - and sleazy - British dancer, Graham, whisks Emily out onto the dance ground. quickly Emily is accepting Graham's invites to each social occasion at the send. nights later the bubbly couple proclaims their engagement, however the information is instantly overshadowed the following morning through the invention of Graham's physique with an ice decide sticking out from his chest...Between hiding a hairy fugitive, flirting with Emily's nephew Robbie, and baiting the hook for a shrewdpermanent assassin, Jaine is ready to dive into her most threatening case yet...
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Please don’t tell anyone,” I begged, then launched into a fevered explanation of Prozac’s adventures as a stowaway. ” Alas, he was unmoved by my tale of woe. “Kitty not allowed on board ship,” he said, his brown eyes cold as a calculator. Damn. It looked like the little stoolie was going to turn her in. ” A ray of hope began to shine in my heart. “On one condition,” he added, that sly smile back in action. I certainly hope he didn’t expect any dipsy doodle. I love my cat, but there are limits, you know.
Graham, sweetie,” she called out, knocking on one of the cabin doors. ” Cookie did not lie. Graham Palmer III was a dreamboat of the highest order. He came to the door in white slacks and blue blazer—tall, tan, and graying at the temples. In a former life, he may well have been Cary Grant. “Hello, darling,” he said, in a British accent that reeked of high tea in the Cotswolds. ” he asked, flashing me a dazzling smile. “This is Jaine,” Cookie announced. “She’s a writer. ” Another dazzling smile, this one accompanied by a wink.
Not to mention my chances of ever working for Holiday Cruise Lines again. Here was my golden opportunity to wow them with my lecture skills, and line up a whole roster of glam cruises around the Pacific. I’d already mentally booked a twenty-one-day excursion to Tahiti. I simply couldn’t give all that up and spend the next seven days back in my apartment watching The Weather Channel with my parents. No, there was only one sensible thing to do under the circumstances: Smuggle Prozac on board. “Okay, kiddo,” I said, plopping her into my tote bag.