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Bingo Boogie
Ellis Hoff
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BOOK SYNOPSIS
Reduced to waitressing in "German Wench” attire to pay off her husband’s gambling debts, Cleo doubts things can get any worse.

She’s Wrong.

When a gorgeous undercover agent, a money laundering scheme, and a lovesick pit boss all collide…she’s got worse. And so much to lose.

Her Pride. Her heart.

Her life.

BOOK EXCERPTS
The car was ditched. One glance in the rearview window and his foot instinctively hit the brake pedal.

From thirty feet away, he could see she was pretty.

Not just the female shape outlined by the dim left light (though that, he thought—what he could see of it over the dashboard—looked above average in curve differential) but the cut of her face and the way she’d lifted it when he’d skidded to a full halt in front of her.

He was a big man. The driver’s seat of the Suburban was positioned to the farthest back setting and still he was cramped every time he got in, or out, of it. At six foot eight, fitting into the world of little people around him was not always easy. Or, comfortable.

Now, it was her turn.

He watched the way her shoulders fell, no doubt relieved that help had arrived.

Let’s just see, Armand thought as he pulled back the handle and set one eel skinned boot down on the peppered gray pavement, how her comfort level adjusted to the fact the her highway assistance came in the form "one big Indian”.

~ * ~

"He’s… huge.”

The words wafted around her in the dead silent Volvo and she realized she’d said them instead of only thinking them. Another nagging habit that had surfaced since Lewis’ sudden departure. One she would have to work on.

She was sitting. Maybe that was it. Maybe he just looked bigger than…

…no, he was huge. Monstrous. His shoulders, she reasoned with a sudden, smothering dread as he dismissed the distance between the two vehicles with three enormous strides, matched the width of the Volvo’s hood. He was a giant and she…

…was alone.

On a deserted road. No phone. No protection. No feeling in any of her appendages.

He raised one opened hand making that "I come in peace” gesture that translated into every language. Surely serial killers, and roadside rapists, were familiar with the gesture.

A wide, crooked smile nearly undid the menacing impression of his stature as her eyes flickered over it landing, fully, on the rest of his features. A huge smile on a huge face donned with the deepest, darkest eyes she’d ever seen. He was, she conceded in this state of "hesitation teetering on desperation”, not bad looking… for serial killer.

AUTHOR BIO
Ellis Hoff has lived in the Minneapolis area all of her life and now resides in a semi-rural town just west of the cities with her husband, children, and a big black dog. She’s been writing professionally for ten years and, aside from award winning short stories, has full length works published in trade paperback, large print hardcover and electronically. She is excited to join the ranks of Wings authors with her latest novel, Bingo Boogie, and is busy wrapping up a new romantic comedy and a collection of short stories.

Ellis works as a journalist for a local newspaper and contributes editorials regularly.

Her number one hobby, hands down, is reading. She also enjoys entertaining, live music (is a huge Prince fan) biking, and--oh, yes--the Mall of America.


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MORE BOOK INFO
ISBN: 1597058335
ISBN(13-digit): 9781597058339
Copyright: 2008
Book Publisher: Wings e Press
Binding: Perfect
No. of Pages: 334
Paper Weight (lb): 13.8



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