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A call from Stella's little sister brings the news that Stella's step-nephew, Chip, has been threatened with serious bodily harm if he doesn't settle his unpaid gambling debts. Stella makes the drive to Chip's home in Wisconsin, only to walk in on a wee-hours dismemberment. Chip and his Russian girlfriend, Natalya, insist the man was left, already dead, on their porch. Suspicious but compelled to help family, Stella tracks down other suspects, including the deceased's business partner, a purveyor of black-market Botox, and a jilted violist. Matters are complicated by the unexpected arrival of BJ Broderson, who has picked the worst possible time to pursue his amorous intentions toward Stella. Meanwhile, thoughts of Sheriff "Goat" Jones make Stella blush and wonder where, and with whom, she will spend her fifty-first birthday.
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A Bad Day for Mercy is a terrific addition to this incredibly original and entertaining series. For those who haven't yet discovered the wonder of Sophie Littlefield, it's high time to join the fun!
272 pages, Hardcover
First published June 19, 2012
I'd have sold my car, my plasma, my sperm, whatever it took.
"Let's get one thing straight here right now Chip...I am not about to have an ex-con gambler who I have known since you had braces and that unfortunate mullet passing judgment on me."
"What are you doing here? Don't your hoodlum pals have a date to smoke crack behind the Arco or something?" "We dun smoked it ... and we also knocked over Dumphrey liquors and all got blow jobs and burned us up a flag, so you can just hold on to your lecture Stella. Its too late for saving me.""
"I look out the window and there is the Sheriff’s cruiser pulling up in the shop parking lot." Stella’s heart did a little skip at the news. "Sheriff Jones?" "No! Sheriff Roscoe P. Coletrain from Hazard County. Who do you think Stella?"
To Stella it beat a big box of candy and a truckload of roses. There was nothing that said I heart you like destroying evidence that could send a person to jail.
You ever think how much shit we could keep out of the landfills if we just fixed it now and then and kept on using it. Like for instance, used to be mom's. It was built in 1969 and it works fine. But you go on over to the Hope Depot and they got them $4,000 ranges all lined up and none of them with no more than a year or two warranty. Then when they break, they tell you it is going to be cheaper to get a new one then to fix the one you have. Does that make sense to you?
Manufacture bags to haul groceries around in as if every household in America didn't already have half a dozen gym bags, and sewing totes and advertising freebies lying around.