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Gruesome Glitter
Gruesome Glitter
Gruesome Glitter
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Gruesome Glitter

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Sara and Lane North are resident managers of a mini storage located in glittering Las Vegas. When tenants begin complaining of a foul smell issuing from one of the units, the two investigate and find a gruesome scene inside Unit 13--the remains of a dismembered body stuffed into a motorcycle's saddlebags and trunk. A piece of glass Sara picks up from the ground near the murder scene turns out to be a diamond which is somehow connected to a former shady tenant just two doors down from Unit 13. Will the authorities crack the case and find the murderer(s) before Sara and Lane become the next victims?

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Release dateAug 18, 2012
ISBN9781476411200
Gruesome Glitter
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Sandra Novelly

Sandra Novelly, originally from Northern Kentucky, is the mother of three, grandmother of three and now lives in Laughlin, NV with her husband, Larry and two cats, Smokey and JR. Sandra has loved to read since she began doing so at age four by standing over her mother while her mother read the newspaper. Sandra devours every book that grabs her interest and also loves to write. She has written some award winning stories on Writing.com and also belongs to Absolute Write.

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    Gruesome Glitter - Sandra Novelly

    GRUESOME GLITTER

    Sandra Novelly

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    Sandra Novelly on Smashwords

    Gruesome Glitter

    Copyright 2012 Sandra Novelly

    Cover art inspired by Dark Skull – Talia Felix

    http://www.publicdomainpictures.net/view-image.php?image=7845&picture=dark-skull

    and

    Diamonds Tayvon_16

    http://i385.photobucket.com/albums/oo295/tayvon_16/Diamonds.jpg

    Smashwords Edition, License Notes

    This ebook is licensed for your personal enjoyment only. This ebook may not be resold or given away to other people. If you would like to share this book with another person, please purchase an additional copy for each recipient. If you’re reading this book and did not purchase it, or it was not purchased for your use only, then please return to Smashwords.com and purchase your own copy. Thank you for respecting the hard work of this author.

    This book is a work of fiction and any resemblance to persons, living or dead, and names and places, other than state or city names, or events is purely coincidental. The characters are from the author’s imagination and are used fictitiously.

    Dedicated to those in law enforcement and related professions who spend countless hours every day serving their communities, as well as, property managers everywhere who never know what they might find when they open a door.

    She couldn’t believe they were actually here, yet the apartment was so familiar it felt as though they’d never actually left. So tired she could barely turn down the covers, she prepared to slide between the cool sheets and sleep, maybe for the next three days or so. Then she heard the noise from the front of the apartment. Was that a gunshot? she said to one of the cats who, of course, didn’t answer but simply stared at her with big green eyes. Then she realized Lane was still outside! She tried to find some shoes to slip into to go out and check on him but by that time the front door opened and Lane stepped inside. Was that a gunshot? she asked.

    Yes, he answered. I saw the muzzle flash."

    Oh, Lord, she said. Welcome back to Vegas…

    Chapter One

    Even though I used to be tattooed, wear my hair in a long braid with a bandana tied over the top of my head, and sport leathers, I was actually a nice guy. I never had a beef with anyone and most everybody liked me—at least those who weren’t put off simply because I was different and actually took the time to know me. I was well respected in my community and worked every day in a great motorcycle shop as an artist to personalize bikes for owners who were wowed when they saw my work. Never thought I’d end up hacked to pieces, stuffed into my favorite motorcycle’s saddlebags and left to rot in a storage unit in the Las Vegas heat simply because I drank a little too much and made a minor mistake, but then you know the old saying that 13 is an unlucky number…

    Inch by agonizing inch the door rose. A hard shove finally rolled it to the top.

    Whew. What’s that smell?

    Dunno. Maybe it’s just musty because no one’s been in here for a while.

    Dust and bits of fallen insulation lay thick on the contents of the storage unit, as well as the minimal amount of floor not covered by boxes, bags and other belongings. The long lines of units were not well insulated against the hot desert sun; however, the odor emanating from the open door seemed more pungent than

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