No Such Thing As A Free Lunch (No Such Thing As...: A Brandy Alexander Mystery) - Plot & Excerpts
It was Monday morning. I’d spent all of Sunday in bed, watching kick-ass movies like “Die Hard” and Walking Tall,” getting vicarious thrills out of watching the good guys beat the tar out of the bad guys. “You’re filling in for Tamra today,” Lynne said. “Be ready in half an hour.” Normally, this would have been great news. I’ve been dying for an opportunity to break out of the puff piece mold. But this just felt creepy. “Why?” I asked. “Where’s Tamra?” “How should I know?” Lynne groused. “Look, Alexander, you wouldn’t be my choice, but you’re here and there’s no one else to fill in on such short notice. Oh,” she added, “and see if you can lose the Goth look before you go on air. You look like something out of a Dracula movie.” I felt like decking her, but she did have a point. Pretty soon the bags under my eyes were going to need their own porter. Eric was waiting for me when the show ended. “Nice job,” he said, absently. “Listen, could you come into my office?”
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