Cadaver at the Con
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Conferences can be murder...
Emma’s boss has sent her to a conference. All expenses paid. How great is that? It was great until her mother’s best friends show up as attendees to make sure she doesn’t get herself into any trouble. What? It’s not like that’s their only mission. The conference is at a casino and they love their slots. Not to mention they love the keynote speaker. It was great until a mysterious shady man shows up, harassing the keynote speaker and another author. That shouldn’t really involve Emma. And it doesn’t. Until a trip to the swimming pool turns up a dead body.
Of course, wouldn’t you know it, the detective in charge is Detective McHottie. And he’s got his eye on a suspect. Luckily, this time, it’s not Emma. Unfortunately, it’s a new author that Emma’s become quite a fan of. Not to mention, Emma’s convinced this debuting author did not kill the dead guy in the pool.
Emma’s got her hands full, what with her mom’s best friends always on her heels, a killer on the loose, and of course, trying to keep out of Detective McHottie’s way. And thoroughly failing.
