The Devil Drinks Jack Daniel's

The Devil Drinks Jack Daniel's

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Wed, Aug 8, 2018
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Fiction
Mystery
Helen Darko; ex-CIA Detective, now fermenting her guts in beer. She is the dictionary definition of rock bottom. 29, jobless and with naught a penny to her name. If only it were the 70's again. Life's doing fine down at the bottom of the barrel, that is until CIA freshman, William Monson gets involved. They need a good detective, and a painful ex- co-worker is calling in on a well-earned favor. People have been disappearing without a trace, only to be found days later, half-rotted and without a head. The police are now desperate for any leads and when the attacks get closer to home, Helen realizes she needs that if she wants to keep her head attached to her neck, she'd better scooch. But every relationship has its secrets and as Helen and Will dig deeper, they realize that to figure out this case, they are going to need to trust each other more than just any other work partners ever have. As the plot deepens, Helen finds it harder to share her real secrets, and the little white lies she gave in place are starting to be picked up on, and William's not too happy about that. With the white house nipping at their heels and a cold-blooded serial killer on the loose, it's only a matter of time before Helen and William find themselves knee deep in one of the most disreputable love scandals yet
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