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Help!! I’m Editing and I Can’t Get Out!

Hello, people!

As you can tell by the post title I am deep into the editing mode for my stories ‘The Canine Caper’ and ‘A Case of Deceit’. (formally ‘The Man in the Fedora’ and ‘The ABC’s of Death’)

Call me crazy.  I’m editing both almost at the same time. Plus, a friend and I are working on a new book cover for the Canine Caper. I just wasn’t happy with the one I showed you guys a few days ago. Yeah, I’ve been busy.

Those are my reasons for not being around much lately. Thank you to J for checking up on me yesterday when she couldn’t find me around the blog world. Thanks for caring J!

So, to prove I am alive and kicking I decided to do a post on the editing phase of things. It’s going to be an easy post. Just quotes from other people on editing. Yeah, I’m just that busy (or lazy) 😉

I don’t mind the editing part. I like seeing my stories grow stronger and better with each pass. For me, the hard part is stopping! I mean, where do you stop? How many times do you go over the same story and finally say…enough? That part right there is the hardest part.

If anyone out there has a foolproof way of doing this editing gig, let me know. Now I know a lot of you would say, hire an editor! I would, but I can’t as I’m broke. So it falls to me to kill my darlings myself.






















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Survey for Readers of ‘The ABC’s of Death Story

Hello, people!


I wanted to thank all of you who have read my postings on ‘The ABC’s of Death’ story. I so hope all of you enjoyed reading it and following along as I wrote my book. It was a wonderful achievement of mine to have brought you along on my journey of writing.

Two and a half months, nearly 46,000 words later we have reached the conclusion of the story. It was quite a ride! Now the real work begins… the editing phase.

With that in mind, I am posting a survey for all of you that read the story. It is completely anonymous. I won’t know who said what, so PLEASE be completely honest with your answers. This will help me so much in the editing phase. You have been along on the writing of the story, I feel you should have a say in the editing, too.

Just answer the questions as honestly as you can. I appreciate it. You guys rock!!



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Sam And Me Comic

Hello, people!

Today’s post is courtesy of Sam! My little buddy is bored with his Mom. He says we don’t play anymore, we don’t go sit outside, we don’t do anything! LOL

I’ve been busy working on the last chapter of ‘The ABC’s of Death’. I should have it posted within the next day or so. Exciting! It’s been two and a half months of me writing almost exclusively for this story. Now it’s nearing the end…of the story, not my characters.

I have a rough outline for the next Dee and Tee adventure! That will be revealed soon. I’m also in the middle of edits on ‘The Man in the Fedora’. I have re-named it for publishing. I am also in the middle of having a new book cover done. Soon to be ready, I hope!

But…I will let you in on the new title to the story! It’s going to be called…are you ready…you sure???? It’s going to be called…‘The Canine Caper’.

What do you think? Let me know!

In the meantime, poor Sam is bored with me hunched over the old keyboard all day, every day. Poor thing. I will have to get him a new toy soon. Maybe he will forgive me. Maybe.






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A Little Update

Hello, people!

I do hope your week is going well.


I just wanted to update you on what I’ve been doing the last four or five days. Yes, I have been writing. I’m working on the last chapter(s) for The ABC’s of Death. I want to get it right for all my loyal readers. Can you believe it’s been going on for two months now?! You have stuck with me through it all, I appreciate it more than you know. ❤

I have also begun editing the first story in the DeeDee Watson, PI series (yes it is going to be a series!), ‘The Man in the Fedora’. I’m trying to get it ready for publishing. My goal is to publish both stories at the same time. I’m pushing for a September or early October date. Yes, it’s going to be a lot of hard work, but so worth it!

Be prepared for a surprise in a few weeks. That’s when I hope to reveal the new title and book cover for the Fedora story. You heard correctly! I am re-titling it AND doing a new book cover! Exciting times ahead, my friends!

I will also let you know that I will have a new title and book cover for The ABC’s of Death when I publish. I want it to fit in the new series look that I have in my head. I already have a rough outline of the third book in the series! More on that later.

A few other things, at the end of the ABC’s of Death, I will have a short survey for all of you who are reading it. It will help me tremendously when it comes time to edit if you fill out the survey for me. I’ll post more on that later, also.

I’m also in the market for Beta Readers. A beta reader is a person who will read the book and look for any inconsistencies, plot holes or just plain mistakes in the story for me. I look at this story a million times and I still miss things. Beta readers are an important part of pre-publishing. The story you will read will be the second-to-last editing before publishing.


As a reward and since I’m broke. I am offering my Beta Readers a free copy of my book once it’s published! I am also offering a dedication to you on my dedication page inside the book! If you are interested in being a Beta Reader for me, send me an email via my contact page! It won’t be for a few months yet, so I will be posting reminders now and then. Any offers of help are deeply appreciated!

Well, that’s it for now. I need to get my butt back to Dee, Tee, Fedora and the others!

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A Quick Update

Hello, people!

Hope your week is going well. If not, I hope it gets better.

Thank You

Just wanted to let my readers know that I haven’t forgotten about them! I am working on chapter 39 for The ABC’s of Death. It’s slow going and I apologise for taking so long.

I’ve been fighting an infection for the last couple of weeks. I’m afraid it has kicked my ass. Today I woke up after another restless night shaky and tired. Ugh. It doesn’t do much for concentration I can tell you!

I will rally though! I always do. The new chapter is coming, though slowly. I hope to have it done soon. I just didn’t want anyone to think I’ve forgotten or abandoned it. No way! Dee would kick my ass and then Tee would chew on me for a while! Really, those two make a great team! Not to mention the good-looking Fedora! Ah, is it bad of me to fall in love with a make-believe character? There is much more to that man than he lets you see, believe me!

Anyway, where was I? Oh yes, the reason for the delay in posting…….

That’s it, I’ve been a bit under the weather. So, coming soon to this blog! A new chapter in the story of…..

The ABC’s of Death! Stay tuned! And thank you!


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How I Write a Fight Scene




Hello, people!

If you came here expecting wise advice on how to write a fight scene. Well, I might disappoint you. Sorry about that.

As many of you know I am up to a fight scene in The ABC’s of Death, between Dee, Fedora and three bad guys. Angela might help, she might not. She’s not sure at this point.

So, here’s my problem. I have never written a fight scene before. Yeah, I know. Scary shit this writing gig sometimes. I have it pictured in my head how I want it to go. Writing it is another matter. It ain’t as easy as one might think.

I got Dee, a private investigator, a woman (duh!) who is well versed in self-defense as she has a black belt in Brazilian jiu-jitsu. Brazilian jiu-jitsu is a martial art form where the premise is that a smaller, weaker person can take down a much larger and stronger opponent by grappling him/her to the ground and using ground fighting techniques and submission holds involving choke holds and such.

Dee is also not exactly a ‘small’ woman, she is 5 foot 10 inches, with long strong legs and a keen mind. Not your average shrinking violet.

Then we have Fedora. Dee met Fedora on another case and at first wasn’t too impressed with the man even though he is good-looking, rich and smart. She calls him Fedora because he has a penchant for wearing fedora hats. Which I might add, he does with flair. 😉

Fedora is still somewhat unknown as far as fighting is concerned. In the first story when they met, Fedora carried a gun. Dee hates guns, which you will come to find out why much later down the road. Anyway, it seems Dee convinced Fedora to take some lessons in self-defense. We’ll see how that went for him in the next chapter.

Now you have the bad guys. Sid and his two fellow goons. Big badass types. They kind of like their guns. They like to make people fear them. They enjoy hurting people. They got that stuff down pat.

You mix it all together and see what happens. I wish it was that simple.

It all boils down to this. I’ve been doing research on how to write a good fight scene. I tell you one thing. Everyone has an opinion. Ha! So now I have to write the damn thing.

You don’t realize how much work a writer puts in a book till you start to write one yourself. The good authors have my deepest respect. I mean they always did, but now that I am in the belly of the beast so to speak, I can tell you again. This shit ain’t easy to do.

The short of my rambling on is this…no chapter today. I know! I know! Don’t shoot the messenger. Really, don’t, because the messenger is also the writer…..

I have the chapter almost done. Almost! Just some I don’t like. So I’m giving myself another day to write it. Because I love you guys. I don’t want to hand you crap to read.

Sure, some might say I already  have, but eh, again, not everyone has to like the same things, right?

So tomorrow the big fight scene will be done. I  hope you enjoy it.

Oh, by the way, Dee is one kick ass lady!

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Taking a bit of a break

Hello, people!

I just wanted to let my readers know that there will be no chapter on The ABC’s of Death today.

I’m having a bit of a brain meltdown. For the life of me I can’t seem to concentrate. In short, my brain is complete mush. Sigh……..

I will be back tomorrow with Chapter 31. Please bear with me for today. Sorry!


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If We Were Having Coffee


If We Were Having Coffee


If we were having coffee, we’d probably be sitting in my kitchen as it’s a rather rainy cool spring day here. I don’t mind as we need the rain.

If we were having coffee, I’d tell you how much fun I had doing the April A-Z Challenge. It was my first year doing it and I set myself a rather large goal. To write a story with a chapter for every letter. I would also tell you that I’m quite proud of myself for reaching the finish line! I did finish the challenge but not the story. That will continue into May until it is done. I know I’ve disappointed a few of my readers by not finishing the story but felt I couldn’t cram all that was left into the last week of the challenge.

I do appreciate every reader that stuck with me throughout the month of April. Your reading and appreciation for the story is what is keeping me going! Thank you!

If we were having coffee, I would share my news that when I am done with the story “The ABC’s of Death”, I will be editing and adding a few deleted scenes and chapters and publishing it as my first self-published novel! So even if you have read it here for the challenge, when I publish, it will have new chapters and scenes that you haven’t read! I will also be publishing my first story “The Fedora” as a short story at the same time as the Death novel. That will be an introduction to DeeDee Watson, PI, Tee (her dog), and Fedora. That I will be offering as a free download (there will also be added scenes in it). This has me super excited and super scared.

If we were having coffee, I would tell you that April was a tough month for me in other ways. Yes, the challenge was difficult, but I was determined to finish. I also had it tough in a personal way. My younger brother had a brain aneurysm a week after Easter. According to my mother, he was having severe headaches the prior week. After Easter, he went to work but the pain was so bad he decided to go home. His boss called my sister and told her she was worried about my brother as he wasn’t acting himself.

They live in a small town where everyone knows everyone. My sister went to look for him and finally found him at home. His speech was slurred, he had difficulty seeing and walking, so she drove him to the hospital. That’s when they found out that he had a brain aneurysm. The doctors told him he should have died. He didn’t. He survived and after spending more than a week in the hospital he is ok. Which is a miracle.

His speech is fine, his mobility is fine. He might have some problems with his memory.

At this same time my mother thought she might be having more heart problems as she passed out and was feeling weak. She already has a pacemaker. The doctors thought she might have a faulty heart valve. Thankfully she doesn’t. She is extremely anemic. Which has happened to her before. They gave her some medicine and she seems to be improving.

My mother told me that aneurysms run in the family. They are genetic. Oh, gee, something else to worry about health-wise. I’m just thankful that both my mother and brother seem to be doing fine now. I haven’t been able to talk to my brother, seems my siblings still think I’m persona non grata with them. I have yet to figure out why.

If we were having coffee, I would tell you to have a wonderful weekend. Enjoy your family and friends as you never know when tragedy might strike. I would advise you to never hold grudges, never hold on to anger, always strive to understand the other person. Don’t live in the past, let it go and live for now. Sometimes the other person is going through things you don’t know about. Be gentle with them and yourself.

Till next time. I think for now I will sit a spell longer and enjoy my coffee and good memories.



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2015 April A-Z Challenge ~~~ The ABC’s of Death ~ U

If you haven’t read previous chapters, I have a category listing on the side with the title 2015 April A-Z challenge. You can find all the chapters there. Thanks for reading!


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Unlikely Motives


I rush over to where Angela lies on the floor. At least she didn’t hit anything on her way down. Damn, now what do I do? Ok, think Dee. Cold water? Cold water helps people who have passed out, right?

I can’t just pour cold water on her. I’m not good in situations like this. I look around the room and spot the washcloth. A cold washcloth should work. I saw that in a movie one time. I dampen the washcloth with cold water and kneel down next to Angela. I pat her face with it and notice her eyelids twitching.

“Come on Angela. Wake up!”

I pat her face some more. “Angela! Wake up.”

She opens up her eyes. “Dee? Dee, what am I doing on the floor?”

I help her sit up, then stand up and sit her in a chair. “You passed out. When was the last time you ate? Did those goons hurt you, Angela? You need to see a doctor or something?”

I’m feeling a bit anxious. I should have asked her before if those guys did anything to her. If they did, they are going to stay in that hole for a lot longer than a day!

“Doctor? No, no I don’t want to see a doctor. I’ll be alright. Maybe a glass of water?” She closes her eyes and I watch her carefully for a few seconds. I don’t want her passing out again.

“Sure, I can get you a glass of water. Hang on, Angela.”

I grab a glass out of the bathroom and a water bottle from the mini fridge. I sit down across from her and hand her the glass full of water. She takes a few sips and gets a bit more color in her cheeks.

“You ok now, Angela?”

“I think so, Dee. I’m sorry I’m being such a baby. You’ve been through more than I have and look at you! You’re not fainting or doing something stupid like that.” Angela frowns as she looks over the rim of the water-glass at me.

“You’re doing fine, Angela. I’m really not the fainting type, I guess.” I shrug my shoulders. “You need some food in you. When was the last time you ate?”

“I don’t really remember. With Tony dying, then getting threats myself and everything else that has gone on. I think it’s been a few days.”

“See, that’s your problem! Even I would faint if I hadn’t eaten in a few days.” I smile and try to reassure her. No wonder she looks so bad. Probably hasn’t slept much either. We’ll order something to eat from room service and while Fedora, Billy and I plan our next moves she can take a nap. She’ll be herself again in no time.

“Angela, did those guys do anything to you? They didn’t touch you did they?” I hate to ask her these questions, but I need to make sure she really is alright, physically anyway.

It takes her a minute to understand what I mean. Her eyes widen and she shakily puts down the glass of water. “No! No, Dee! They never touched me like that! Sid, he’s the one that gave orders to the other two, slapped me once, but that’s all they did!”

Relief washes over me. I move to the hotel phone and pick it up. “What we need is food. I’ll order room service.” I ring the kitchen and give an order for bacon, eggs and toast and lots of coffee. I want to get over to Tony’s house as soon as I can. I also need to talk to Tony’s daughter.

We need to find out why the deed to the Wenner place is so important. Is it really the bouillon they are after? They could find it without the deed, after all, the place is isolated enough that half a dozen men could work in the place and no one would know. Look at how many holes were already dug around the place.

What if it’s not the bouillon? What if it’s something else entirely? It has to be something pretty important to whoever the top boss is if they are willing to kill for it. What could it be?

“Angela, did this Sid ever ask about the hidden bouillon? Did you hear why they want the deed so badly?”

“They never mentioned the bouillon. The deed won’t do them much good unless it’s signed over to them or their boss. I told him that!”

“What did Sid say to that?” My curiosity is aroused even more at this news.

“He didn’t say anything to me directly. He mostly ignored me once he found out I really couldn’t tell him where the deed was.”

I was really hoping this Sid would be like most no-brain hoodlums and brag to Angela about what they wanted the deed for. Maybe Sid is smarter than I thought. Now that would be a letdown.

“I did overhear the other two talking about a manuscript. I wasn’t really paying attention at the time. The place does have a few fine antiques in the house. Once cleaned up they would be worth something. The library is also full of rare books. Old man Wenner was quite the collector I understand.”

I ponder this a moment. So what do we have? A crime boss that wants the Wenner deed. His henchmen that are looking for that deed, but aren’t interested in the bouillon. Everyone loves gold. At today’s market, it would be worth a large fortune. A couple of them  mention in passing a manuscript. What kind of manuscript? Is that what they are really after?

The questions keep coming, but no answers. Yet.



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2015 April A-Z Challenge ~~~ The ABC’s of Death ~ T

If you haven’t read previous chapters, I have a category listing on the side with the title 2015 April A-Z challenge. You can find all the chapters there. Thanks for reading!


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Trouble at the Hilton


I pull up into the Hilton parking lot. I watch as Fedora pulls in next to me. A lot of talcum powder blew off Tee and I as we rode the Harley, but I could still see traces of it on my clothing.

Billy, Angela, and Fedora step out of the SUV and surround me. Time to figure out the next steps.

“Angela, you come with me to my room. I don’t want you on your own till we figure things out.” I tell her as I see she looks a bit pale still.

“What’s next, Dee?” Billy asks with his usual bright smile.

“Don’t you have to work, Billy?” I ask him as I take in his eyes glimmering with excitement.

“Nope. Lucky you! Today is my day off.” Billy gives me his trademark wink. Fedora is silent as he stands watching me. Time for me to up the game I think.

“Billy, you go with Fedora to his room. Give Angela and me about an hour to clean up and order breakfast. I think she could do with some food in her. Then come to my room and we’ll figure out what to do next. We need to work fast, as I don’t know if those goons will manage to get out of the hole faster than I want them to.”

Fedora frowns. I knew he wouldn’t want Billy to tag along. He’s useful and as long as I curb his enthusiasm, he does what I ask of him without arguing, unlike Fedora.

“I’ll have to go up a different way, Dee. The dragon is on duty this morning. We employees are not supposed to fraternize with the guests, even off the clock, but I’ll be there.” Billy assures me.

“Do we need him, Dee?” Fedora asks as we watch Billy give a quick wave and disappear behind the back of the hotel.

“He knows the town and the people. Yeah, we need him.” I start to walk to the entrance of the hotel with Angela. Fedora follows behind.

Angela is too quiet.  I’m worried about her. She looks too pale and her eyes are tinged with fatigue. She hasn’t said more than a dozen words since we rescued her.

We walk through the front doors of the Hilton and Mr. Haughty is in his usual place behind the front counter. That must be Billy’s dragon. Fits.

He watches us come in with a frown. “Miss Watson! May I have a quick word with you, please?”

The three of us change direction and walk to where Mr. Haughty is waiting. He looks us up and down and has a look on his face as if we smell. Well, maybe we do, a bit. Goon busting is hard work.

I smile my best smile and wait for him to speak.

“How long will you be staying with us, Miss Watson?” He asks with that same look on his face. I see by the discrete name tag on his jacket that he is actually Mr. Ellsworth and not Mr. Haughty.

“I don’t know for sure. Is there a problem?” I ask politely.

“I’m just wondering if you might be more comfortable in a different hotel, Miss Watson. Say the Ashville Motel, maybe?”

I remember seeing that particular motel as I was entering Ashville, a seedy looking flop house. Probably full of bed bugs and hookers. I let my smile slip away. After all I have been through the last forty-eight hours or so, I am not happy with Mr. Ellsworth-Haughty’s attitude.

Before I can open my mouth to let Mr. Haughty have my temper full blast, Fedora steps around me.

“Hello, Mr. Ellsworth is it?”

“Yes. You are with Ms. Watson are you not?” Mr. Ellsworth does not look impressed. I keep my mouth shut. I’m curious what Fedora will do.

Fedora hands Mr. Haughty his business card. Do all rich people carry those things? I have business cards too but keep forgetting to carry any with me. Mr. Ellsworth barely glances at the card.

“Is there some reason why you think Ms. Watson wouldn’t enjoy staying at your fine hotel?” Fedora asks in a friendly tone.

“Well, for one thing I’m sure a private investigator can hardly afford it,” he sneers. I’m surprised he knows what I do for a living. Mr. Haughty notices my look.

“Yes, I know what you do Ms. Watson. I Googled you.” He looks quite proud of the fact.

“Well, since you are so up to date on the latest internet techniques, why don’t you Google me also.” Fedora looks down his nose at Mr. Haughty. I know that look well, as he gave it to me when we first met. I watch Mr. Haughty to see how he takes it.

“Go on Ellsworth, we’ll wait.” Fedora says in an ice-cold tone.

Mr. Haughty hesitates then does a few things on his computer under the desk. I can actually see his face pale as he reads what I am sure is a nice biography of Fedora and his rich family.

“I’m sorry Mr. Williams. Please accept my deepest apologies for any errors I might have made.” Mr. Haughty seems to have lost a lot of his attitude in seconds. “You have to understand my position, sir when I see Ms. Watson come into our respectable hotel two days in a row looking, well looking as she does. You have to understand how I could come to the conclusions I did, sir.”

I almost laugh at his kiss ass attitude. I don’t like Mr. Haughty, but can’t say I blame him for thinking I belong in a hooker hotel. I haven’t been my usual self lately.

“Maybe this will teach you not to judge people so quickly Ellsworth. Ms. Watson is a special friend of mine. You’ll treat her with the respect that she deserves.” Fedora tells that man in a quiet controlled voice. I suddenly realize this is a different side to Fedora than I usually see. The true rich business man that makes hard decisions that affect thousands of people a day. Maybe I need to give him the benefit of the doubt more often.

Fedora turns away from Ellsworth and looks at me and smiles. Then he winks. I turn and guide Angela, who has been too quiet through all this, to the bank of elevators. We enter the empty one and I push the button to the fourth floor.

Fedora looks over Angela’s head at me and says, “How did I do Watson? What an ass that Ellsworth fellow is!”

As the elevator opens we step out into the hallway. “You thought almost the same things about me when you first met me, Fedora. So what does that make you then?” I smile sweetly at him as I unlock my door.

He laughs as he walks to his door and unlocks it. “Makes me an ass too, but a rich one!”

I usher Angela into my room and close the door. The man makes me laugh when he isn’t making me angry. I shake my head and turn to say something to Angela just in time to watch her eyes roll to the back of her head as she slowly crumples to the deeply carpeted floor.

Ah, crap.




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2015 April A-Z Challenge ~~~ The ABC’s of Death ~ S

If you haven’t read previous chapters, I have a category listing on the side with the title 2015 April A-Z challenge. You can find all the chapters there. Thanks for reading!



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Sweet Revenge


“Dee! Oh, god, Dee!”

Angela comes running out of the bushes right toward me. I catch her before she has a chance to tumble me backwards right into the hole.

“Whoa, Angela! You ok? Did they hurt you?” I hold her at arm’s length and take a good look at her. Her blonde hair was a mess, her makeup was smeared around her eyes from her crying and she looked a bit pale.

“Dee! I thought you were dead! I really did! Those guys tore up Tony’s house looking for that damn deed, but they never found it. When they realized I really didn’t know where it was they were going to kill me!”

“It’s alright now, Angela. You’re safe and I’m a hard person to kill.” I tell Angela as Billy and Fedora walk up to us. We could still hear the men in the hole swearing.

Billy walks toward the hole to peer down and I grab his arm. “I wouldn’t do that kid, they still might have a few bullets left.”

“We just going to leave them down there?” Fedora asks.

“For now we are.” I guide Angela and Billy toward the cars. Time for us to leave this place. The sun was starting to come up and I wanted to shower the talcum powder off me. I reach into the sedan and grab their keys. No sense making it too easy for them. I’ll toss them somewhere down the road.

“You can’t be serious, Dee. You can’t leave those guys down there to die.” Fedora frowns at me.

“Why not? That’s what they did to me. Besides, there is a way out, they just have to find it.” I shrug my shoulders.

I pick up Tee and set him in his satchel. I look at Fedora who is still frowning at me. Really, what does the man want from me?

“Ok, I will call the proper authorities and let them know they are down there. Just not yet. I want us well clear of this place.”

“I would let them rot down there!” Angela says as she climbs into the SUV. “They would have killed me and Dee if they could have!”

“When will you call them, Dee?” Fedora is eyeing me with his hands on his hips.

“Tomorrow morning.” I tell him as I turn to retrieve my Harley from behind the shed.

“Dee!” I hear Fedora’s voice behind me.

I turn around and notice Billy has got a huge smile on his face, I swear that boy thinks everything is funny.

“Look, Fedora. I said I would call the cops tomorrow. That’s the best I’m going to do! They won’t die in twenty-four hours. They might even find a way out before then. Plus, that gives us twenty-four hours to find that deed and to find out who they are taking orders from.”

I notice Fedora has a thoughtful look on his face. Then he smiles. “You got some good points, Dee. Let’s get out of here. Like you said, they won’t die in a day. Maybe they will even think about mending their evil ways.”

Billy and I laugh. Even Angela has a small smile. It might be petty of me to get revenge this way, but damn, it feels good. Besides, I said I would get them some help…….tomorrow.




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2015 April A-Z Challenge ~~~ The ABC’s of Death ~ R

If you haven’t read previous chapters, I have a category listing on the side with the title 2015 April A-Z challenge. You can find all the chapters there. Thanks for reading!


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Raising Hell


I peek around the corner of the shed and see headlights. I watch as they park next to the SUV. So far so good. The headlights go out and I hear the car doors being opened.

Then a familiar voice reaches me. “Come on, hurry up, let’s get this done.” The thug who left me in the hole to rot. I smile. I actually find myself looking forward to what’s going to happen.

It’s barely daylight so all I see is their shadows, but it’s enough to see Billy’s friend was right. Three big guys with a smaller shadow between them. Must be Angela. The hole that I fell through is just off to my right. I see one has a flashlight.

I pick up Tee and whisper in his ear. It’s a trick we’ve been working on since I got him. I tell him “Howl Tee!”

He looks up and me and perks his ears. I tell him again. “Howl Tee!” He looks up to the sky and lets loose with his howl.


“What the hell is that!” I hear some guy shout.

“Don’t be such a baby, Dom. It’s just some wild dog or coyote.” I hear the main thugs voice.


Tee goes again and I try not to laugh. For a little dog, he has a pretty big howl. I move further away from the shed into some bushes I had scouted out earlier.

The group of guys with Angela moves closer to the hole. The guy with the flashlight is shining the light like he wasn’t sure where the hole is. Good. I was counting on them not knowing the area that well.

I know Fedora is close to the cars. I get Tee to howl once more.


Then I move again to another bush. That third howl is also a signal to Fedora.

“That sounds close, boss! I’m not liking it.” I hear the first man say. Then I see the headlights come on. I was hoping they would leave their keys in the car for Fedora.

“What the hell! Who turned on the headlights?” Someone yells, as they all spin around.

“Gary! Go check it out!” I see one of the guys take out his gun and head for the vehicles. Fedora should be in his second position by now.

A minute later the headlights go out. “Nobody here, boss!”

As I watch them turn back towards the hole, I put Tee down and whisper, “Go find Fedora, Tee! Go!”

Tee goes running across the opening and heads towards some overgrown rose bushes. Just before the bad guys showed up I had taken some talcum powder that had been in my hotel room and covered Tee with it. In the early dawns light, he looks like a ghost dog.

“Look! It’s a damn ghost! What the hell!” I hear the guy named Dom yell. “Boss, don’t that look like that ladies dog? That private eyes dog?”

“Don’t be stupid, man! That dog is dead along with that nosy private detective!”

I watch as Tee races across the opening again toward me. It’s good to have a smart dog that listens. I grab him up as he jumps into my arms and move a little further down the bushes. Thank god for overgrown rose bushes.

“That sure in hell ain’t no coyote! That’s a damn ghost dog!” Dom yells again.

“Shut up, Dom!” I smile as I hear the boss’s voice, he doesn’t sound quite so sure of himself.

That’s my cue. I poured the talcum powder over myself too. Billy thought it was funny, Fedora complained that I was going to get shot. I figure in the low light and with everything happening fast, they wouldn’t get that good a look at me.

I walk out of the bushes. The men are still arguing over the ‘ghost dog’. I motion for Tee to stay. “Come to visit my grave boys?”

Heads whip around toward me. The man with the gun I was happy to notice looked too shocked to use it.


“What the hell?”

I slip back into the bushes, grab Tee and run as quietly as I can back behind the shed. Tee and I step out, “It pisses me off I’m dead. That wasn’t a nice thing you did.”

Heads turn towards me again. I notice the guys are closer to the hole. Now if I can get them even closer. I step back behind the shed as I hear the boss shout. “Go after her!”

Dom yells, “You go after her! I ain’t running after no damn ghost!”

I move towards the house. The shadows are darkest there. I step into the early light. “Maybe you should join me in that dark, dank hole.”

Three guys swivel towards me again. I take a few steps closer and watch with satisfaction as they move back.

“How about it, boys? Want to join me?”

The man called Dom starts walking backward. The boss thug is reaching into his jacket, so I step quickly back and to the left. I really don’t want to get shot. I hear a noise behind the men. That would be Fedora throwing rocks. They turn like they are in a choreographed dance routine. I see they all have guns out by now. Time to make the final move.

“I would like company. It gets lonely when you’re dead.” I say in my best menacing voice.

I hear a swoosh sound and watch as a ghostly sheet whips past the men. Thanks to a sheet I borrowed from the house and a few pieces of rope I found in a shed, we made a ghost figure to swing from one tree to the other. Good thing Billy is good at climbing trees. That took us the longest to set up, but from watching the effect it was having, it was worth it.

It was chaos. I hear Dom scream. They all scramble back. I watch as in all the confusion Billy sneaks in and grabs Angela and pulls her towards the shadows.

I run towards them and as they are grouped close together it was easy to shove them as a whole backward. Just like dominoes tumbling in a row, the three men tumble into the hole. I hear grunts and swearing and shouts. I stand well back of the hole as bullets come flying out. Harmless to me, but I didn’t want to take any chances.

I’m actually hoping they run out of bullets. They have yet to meet the giant rat.




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