All this fantasizing has worked up my appetite. I’m starving. And I know what I’m craving. A big fat hot dog. God, that’s phallic! Screw my diet! I can’t wait to wrap my mouth around one. And I know just the place to get one of the best ones in town.
Located off Fairfax Avenue, The Farmer’s Market is an iconic Los Angeles food court that’s popular with locals, tourists, and even celebrities. I love it because it’s so unpretentious, and it’s the home of my favorite hot dog stand. Fritzi Dog.
After finding a spot in the jammed parking lot, I head into the busy open-air market. As I get close to my destination, the tantalizing smell of hot dogs grilling wafts up my nose, making me even more ravenous. Not only do they have beef hot dogs, but you can also order pork, duck, and even carrot ones. The line is long, but it moves quickly. While I should order the low-calorie carrot one, nothing but the beef one on a toasted bun will do. I force myself to pass on the potato tots and additionally order a Diet Coke. Holding a tray with my order, I wander through the market in search of a place to sit. While there are hundreds of tables scattered throughout the vast space, it’s always super crowded no matter what time of day.
As I turn into another packed aisle, I see Brandon’s manager Scott seated at a table, talking to a stranger whose back is to me. Scott’s ruddy face is pinched—it looks like some angry words are being passed back and forth—and then he slams his fist on the table. Maybe I should just leave. Seeing him twice in one day is more than I can handle. I detest Scott, and he knows it. He’s rude and uncouth. A total slimebucket. But my hunger trumps my second thoughts. I amble toward the only table available—the one behind Scott’s. I’ll just say hello and face away. I’ve brought along my Kindle.
As I near the table, the man, with whom Scott is arguing, leaps up. “You fucked up once. Don’t do it again,” I overhear him say. His tone is gruff and threatening.
“Okay, okay,” replies Scott. “I’ll take care of it.” His voice is a tremor, and sweat clusters on his brows. He looks like a frightened mouse.
The other man turns around. I stop dead in my tracks. All at once, my blood ices over, my body freezes, and cold sweat pours from every crevice of my being. His venomous gaze meets mine. It’s him! He doesn’t recognize me, but I recognize him. Yes, he’s twenty years older, but I’d recognize that face anytime, anywhere. Those dark beady eyes, pockmarked skin, and squashed nose that looks like it’s been broken a thousand times.
Oh my God! It’s the man who shot Mama!
The aftershock of my discovery hits my system like a thunderous bolt of lightening. I feel the sky fall from under me, and, on my next gasp, I’m crashing like a tailless plane to the ground.
BANG!
Oh the pain!
And then…
FADE TO BLACK.
END OF BOOK 1
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Dearest Reader~
I want to thank my fab team of beta readers—Gemma Cocker, Kellie Fox, Kashunnah Fly, Kim Pinard Knewsome, Jennifer Martinez, Shannon Meadows Hayward, Janice Levin, Sheena Reid, Jenn Moshe Silverstein, Karen Silverstein, Jeanette Sinfield, Mary Jo Toth, and Joanna Warren along with fellow writers, Arianne Richmonde and Adriane Leigh. Each of these incredible women has made a difference, and I feel blessed to have them in my life.
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Nelle L’Amour is a NEW YORK TIMES and USA TODAY bestselling author who lives in Los Angeles with her Prince Charming-ish husband, twin teenage princesses, and a bevy of royal pain-in-the-butt pets. A former executive in the entertainment and toy industries with a prestigious Humanitus Award to her credit, she gave up playing with Barbies a long time ago but still enjoys playing with toys with her husband. While she writes in her PJs, she loves to get dressed up and pretend she’s Hollywood royalty. She writes juicy stories with characters that will make you both laugh and cry and stay in your heart forever.
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