Shenanigans by Gail Koger - Book Tour - Exclusive Excerpt - Giveaway - Enter Daily!

Hi lovelies!  It gives me great pleasure today to host Gail Koger and her new book, “Shenanigans”!  For other stops on her Goddess Fish Promotions Book Tour, please click on the banner above or any of the images in this post.

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Shenanigans

by Gail Koger

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GENRE: Paranormal Romance

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BLURB:

Kandi Cain inherited her Dr. Doolittle abilities from her grandmother and became a psychic pet detective. To her dismay, she just acquired the power to communicate with the spirit world, but dead people give her the willies.

Just when Kandi thought her life couldn’t get more complicated, the neighbor from hell moved in next door. The nasty guy’s name is Dutch Callaghan. How can someone so gorgeous be such a dick? Kandi could chalk some of it up to his job. Dutch is a Phoenix PD homicide cop.

Kandi’s current case is rescuing a Yorkie from a brutal dog fighting ring. Little does she know her dog napping suspect is involved in a series of brutal murders. Disguised as an elderly nun, Kandi rescues the Yorkie and, in the process, blows the hell out of Dutch’s undercover operation.

Kandi now finds herself a person of interest in her client’s murder and her sexy-as-hell, pain-in-the-butt neighbor is in hot pursuit of the Ninja Nun. Is Dutch about to slap the cuffs on? Only time will tell.

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EXCLUSIVE EXCERPT:

A row of ancient metal warehouses lined the street. Squashed between two warehouses was a tavern. Every surface of the bar had been marred by red and black spray-painted gang signs. The thumping, rap-crap music blaring from the interior, rattled my van so badly the assortment of leashes fell off their hooks.

Tattooed bikers, hollow-eyed winos and strung-out junkies loitered around the entrance. They all seemed to enjoy the poor excuse for a song. A few transients did a bad hip-hop dance on the garbage strewn sidewalks.

I parked, rolled the window down and listened. The pounding music couldn’t drown out the raucous cock-a-doodle-dos that vied with the frenzied barking of frightened dogs. Bingo. The racket was coming from the last warehouse.

I flipped the visor down and checked myself in the mirror. An elderly nun looked back at me. My friend Sally worked at a mystery dinner theater and taught me the art of applying stage makeup. The black habit I borrowed barely hid my steel-toed boots. My special hitman latex gloves insured I didn’t leave any prints behind. I put a taser in my right pocket, picked up the box of hamburgers and climbed out of the van.

The street people eyed me hopefully. I gave them a big smile. “I’m Sister Mary and I’m here to feed the lost.”

A wino put a hand to his ear. “What?”

“Food,” I yelled.

Everyone crowded around me eagerly. Lordy, did they stink and where the hell did all the flies come from? I handed out the burgers. “Bless you my child,” I shouted repeatedly as I made my way down the sidewalk.

A big, muscle-bound biker stepped in front of me, blocking my path. He had menacing down to an art form.

I eyed him warily. Why did he look so familiar? Had I met him somewhere? Kind of hard to tell. His bushy brown beard hid his features, the mirrored sunglasses concealed his eyes and a black pirate skull cap covered his hair. I slid my hand in the pocket with the taser and raised an inquiring eyebrow.

The biker hollered, “Stay away from the last warehouse, Sister. Bad shit goes down in there.”

“Thank you, my son.” I handed him another burger and gave out the rest of the food.

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AUTHOR BIO:

I was a 9-1-1 dispatcher for the Glendale Police Department and to keep from going totally bonkers – I mean people have no idea what a real emergency is. Take this for example: I answered, “9-1-1 emergency, what’s your emergency?” And this hysterical woman yelled, “My bird is in a tree.” Sometimes I really couldn’t help myself, so I said, “Birds have a tendency to do that, ma’am.” The woman screeched, “No! You don’t understand. My pet parakeet is in the tree. I’ve just got to get him down.” Like I said, not a clue. “I’m sorry ma’am but we don’t get birds out of trees.” The woman then cried, “But… What about my husband? He’s up there, too.” See what I had to deal with? To keep from hitting myself repeatedly in the head with my phone I took up writing.

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BOOK BUY LINKS:

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https://www.kobo.com/us/en/ebook/shenanigans-2

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GIVEAWAY INFO:

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