The Hitwoman Gets Lucky
Confessions of a Slightly Neurotic Hitwoman Book 3
A novella about the further misadventures of Maggie Lee and the rest of the cast of zany characters from CONFESSIONS OF A SLIGHTLY NEUROTIC HITWOMAN.
Maggie Lee’s a lot of things: the daughter of a mom in a mental institution and a dad serving time; the niece of three meddling aunts; the aunt (and now legal guardian) of her beloved niece, Katie; the friend of a snarky lizard, a dyslexic Doberman, and a semi-psychic co-worker; a contract killer.
But one thing she’d never thought she’d be is a thief.
That’s about to change as she heads to the casinos of Atlantic City to help her sexy murder mentor, Patrick Mulligan, steal something from a professional thief.
Maggie’s never been lucky in love or money. Will this gamble pay off or will she lose her shirt, her heart or even her life?
You know it’s going to be a bad day when all that stands between you and a pot of gold is an angry Irishman.
My name is Maggie Lee. Somehow, I’ve become a hitwoman. According to my pet lizard, Godzilla (he prefers to be called God for short), I am a terribly inept assassin. He’s told me so many times, when he’s taking a break from obsessing over Wheel of Fortune (which he is terribly inept at).
But as much as I have screwed up in my role as a contract killer, I seem to be an even worse thief.
Which is how I found myself facing down the angry Irishman.
Maybe I should start from the beginning….