The Hitwoman And The Body
Confessions of a Slightly Neurotic Hitwoman Book 27
When mob boss Delveccio is framed for murder, it’s up to everyone’s favorite hitwoman to prove he didn’t do it.
But that’s not the only problem Maggie and her menagerie are dealing with. It’s not even the biggest one.
The person who is threatening to kill Maggie’s entire family needs to be dealt with.
Things are going to get messy…even by Maggie’s standards.
You just know it’s going to be a bad day when God is preaching vengeance.
The little brown anole lizard was pacing the length of his terrarium, ranting. “She deserves a horrible death.”
Lying in bed, trying to catch up on rest that I desperately needed, I rolled over and covered my head with a pillow, trying to drown him out.
“Preferably something slow and painful,” God continued.
Giving up on the idea of more sleep, I poked my head out from beneath the pillow. “Look, I understand you’re upset but–”
“Upset? I’m not upset. I’m enraged. I’m outraged. I’m raging!” With every description, the lizard grew louder.
“Apparently, he’s not happy,” Piss, my one-eyed cat, purred from her spot at the foot of the bed.
I shot her a dirty look. God was upset enough, I didn’t need her inciting him and making matters worse.
“You need to kill her, Maggie,” God insisted.
I didn’t disagree with him. I just wasn’t ready to do it before my morning coffee.