A working girl is found dead in the desert. Can a calendar girl uncover the truth?
It’s Christmastime in Sin City when aspiring journalist Copper Black meets Victoria McKimber, an outspoken prostitute at one of Nevada’s legal brothels. She’s offered Copper the exclusive right to tell her story. Not only will the Las Vegas Light’s “calendar girl” get a byline, but she can also impress her boyfriend and parents when they arrive for the holidays.
Copper is busy with work, Christmas shopping, and fantasizing about a whole week with her boyfriend, whom she hasn’t seen in six months. She’s also helping her brother, a civic-minded pastor who is spearheading plans for a new center to serve the homeless. Things are hectic but under control when shocking news breaks. Victoria McKimber has been found dead in a muddy ditch on the outskirts of town.
As she investigates Victoria’s violent death, Copper puts her own life in jeopardy and discovers that her brother is the target of a sinister plot. As Christmas and the new year approach, Copper searches for answers, evades enemies, and races against time to save her brother. And unless she can expose the truth about Victoria McKimber, somebody just might get away with murder.
Full Service Blonde, the prequel to Megan Edwards’ GETTING OFF ON FRANK SINATRA is now available for pre-publication sales orders at these fine retailers. It will be in bookstores and available online wherever books are sold on November 7, 2017.
Megan Edwards is the author of the travel memoir “Roads from the Ashes,” the humor book “Caution: Funny Signs Ahead,” a Copper Black novel “Getting off on Frank Sinatra” and a romantic novel “Strings.” She has lived and traveled extensively in Europe and spent nearly seven years “on the road” all over North America. Now at home in Las Vegas, Nevada, she is working on her next novel.
For more information, visit MeganEdwards.com and connect with Megan on Facebook, Twitter, Instagram and Goodreads.
Book Launch Party, November 7th at 6:30 pm at The Writers Block in downtown Las Vegas. Complimentary wine and cheese party follows.
“Readers will enjoy smart, sassy Copper as she handles family and professional crises with aplomb”— Publisher’s Weekly
**** “I’m a huge Megan Edwards fan and was so excited to read Full Service Blonde as I had read her other Copper Black novel. This one did not disappoint! Smart and sassy Copper is a “take no prisoners” twenty-four-year old journalist working in Vegas. With a quirky family and long-distance boyfriend, Copper takes on the murder of a prostitute and also discovers a plot that targets her brother. With lots of humor and great details about Vegas, this novel showcases Copper as a no-nonsense, intrepid young woman with a zest for life who won’t back down in the face of adversity! Another winner!” –Anne Foster, Litsy.com
***** “Full Service Blonde is a breezy, entertaining mystery dealing with prostitutes, thieving cats, and the bustling Vegas strip. It is a fantastic read–light on mystery, heavy on romance and drama, it would make for a perfect poolside escape, or a work to devour on a flight to Vegas.” –John M. Murray, Foreword Reivews
**** “This is my first book by this author and I’m happy to say that it was an enjoyable experience. The story was realistic and entertaining with fleshed out characters and an intriguing plot. I look forward to reading books from this author in the future. ” –Beatrice George, Goodreads.com
**** “I haven’t read any book from Megan Edwards before Full Service Blonde but it’s a beautiful discovery. I really enjoyed this light mystery.” –Sophie Zaretto, Goodreads.com
“Megan Edwards takes us through a Las Vegas both ordinary and odd. Her narrator’s mix of humor and innocence plays nicely against the city’s colorful grit as she encounters a parade of unsavory — yet complicated — characters in an effort to unearth the details of a murder. Told with warmth and wit, and ripe with suspense, this book is a delightful read”—Heather Skyler, author of the novels The Perfect Age, and Vegas Girls.
“This is the second Copper Black book I have read and I thoroughly enjoyed it. Copper is a fitting tribute to all the “intrepid, case-solving, women” who have come before her. She is certainly a direct, and adorable descendant of Nancy Drew and Kinsey Milhone. This book was absolutely a delightful read” –Natalie Lukas, Librarian and NetGalley Reviewer
**** “Megan Edwards certainly didn’t disappoint in her second novel in the Copper Black series. While this book had a greater focus on character development and less on action, it still contained enough mystery and murder to keep you intrigued to the last page. Full Service Blonde is a perfect, light beach read if you like a little bit of murder and prostitutes with your romance! –Rebecca Guthrie, Goodreads.com
***** “Okay, I loved this book. It’s short, sassy, and packed to the brim with murder, mystery, and some controversial issues to boot. The balance between humour, investigation, and stepping into some questionable situations was really well done. It’s the perfect book to accompany your winter vacation when it comes out this fall.” –Jessica Maculay, MiniMacReview
**** “Entertaining and well-written. It was a book that I couldn’t put down. Liked it a lot. Read it quickly.” –Jeneille Lewis, NetGalley.com
**** “This is a fun read that gives you a real feel for a complex character that you’d only find in Los Vegas..” –Michael Guillebeau, NetGalley.com
***** “Megan Edwards did a great job developing an interesting and unique plot for a book.” –Laurie Beemer, Educator, Goodreads.com
Friday, December 9
I carry business cards that read “Copper Black, Assistant Editor.” To my parents, they’re reassuring proof I’m a bona fide journalist, but what my title really means is that I update show listings and bring caffe lattes to Chris Farr, the arts and entertainment editor. But my parents are in Connecticut, where it’s far more satisfying to imagine me interviewing celebrities.
“Copper,” my mother will say on the phone, “I read that Bill Clinton was in Las Vegas last week. Did you meet him?”
No, Mom. I was standing in line at Starbucks.
Not that I haven’t learned a lot in my nearly eight months in Las Vegas. I know about high pollen counts and flash floods, the shortage of obstetricians, and the abundance of Mormon churches. I’m an expert at giving and following directions using casinos as landmarks. I know that when real Nevadans said “Nevada,” the VAD rhymes with MAD. Only newscasters broadcasting from Rockefeller Center say Ne-VAH-da. Well, I used to, too, but I’ve acclimatized.
Even so, I still have a lot to learn, even about subjects as ordinary as the good old-fashioned Yellow Pages. Remember those big fat books we used to use as booster seats and doorstops? I thought they had died out along with phone booths, but there’s a whole bookcase full of them at The Light. They’ve been relegated to the far side of the lunchroom, probably their last stop on the road to extinction, but there they are. I was eating lunch alone that Friday, so out of curiosity, I pulled one out to keep me and my ramen noodles company. I had just returned to my table when a familiar but unwelcome raspy voice fell on my ears.
“Hey, blondie, help me out and turn to ‘Entertainers’ in the Yellow Pages you’ve got there.”
I looked up to see Ed Bramlett leering at me from his usual spot near the windows. He covers business at The Light. Next to him, wearing a similar expression, was J.C. Dillon, who has the local government beat. They both have at least thirty years on me, and they liked nothing better than to see me blush. When I first arrived, they could turn me crimson in a matter of moments, but I’ve toughened up.
“It’s Copper,” I said, looking back down. “Do you need some entertainment, Ed?” I hoped I sounded sufficiently sarcastic.
“Not when I have you, sweetie,” Ed said. J.C. emitted a snort that was supposed to pass for a laugh.
I should have ignored them, but I flipped to the “E” section. I know now that I should not have been expecting discreet ads for piano players, but I was still a Vegas newbie.
“FULL SERVICE BLONDES,” read the three-inch headline staring me in the face. I looked up, and Ed smiled triumphantly as I felt my cheeks warming. I am the world’s fastest blusher, and I was glad I had worn my hair long that day. It covered my ears, which always heat up even more violently than my face. But I wasn’t embarrassed. I was angry. Ed had succeeded in turning me red again.
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