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Authors: Dani Ripper

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Call Me!

Dani Ripper & John Locke

 

 

 

 

 

This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents are either the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or to actual events or locales is entirely coincidental.

CALL ME!

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ISBN: 978-1-937698-54-6

Version 2011.11.10

Table of Contents

 

Chapter 1

 

Chapter 2

 

Chapter 3

 

Chapter 4

 

Chapter 5

 

Chapter 6

 

Chapter 7

 

Chapter 8

 

Chapter 9

 

Chapter 10

 

Chapter 11

 

Chapter 12

 

Chapter 13

 

Chapter 14

 

Chapter 15

 

Chapter 16

 

Chapter 17

 

Chapter 18

 

Chapter 19

 

Chapter 20

 

Chapter 21

 

Chapter 22

 

Chapter 23

 

Chapter 24

 

Chapter 25

 

Chapter 26

 

Chapter 27

 

Chapter 28

 

Chapter 29

 

Chapter 30

 

Chapter 31

 

Chapter 32

 

Chapter 33

 

Chapter 34

 

Chapter 35

 

Chapter 36

 

Chapter 37

 

Chapter 38

 

Chapter 39

 

Chapter 40

 

Chapter 41

 

Chapter 42

 

Chapter 43

 

Chapter 44

 

Chapter 45

 

Chapter 46

 

Chapter 47

 

Chapter 48

 

Chapter 49

 

Chapter 50

 

Chapter 51

 

Chapter 52

 

Chapter 53

 

Chapter 54

 

Chapter 55

 

Chapter 56

 

Chapter 57

 

Chapter 58

 

Chapter 59

 

Chapter 60

 

Chapter 61

 

Chapter 62

 

Chapter 63

 

Chapter 64

 

Chapter 65

 

Chapter 66

 

Chapter 67

 

Chapter 68

 

Chapter 69

 

Chapter 70

 

Chapter 71

 

Epilogue

 

Final Thoughts

 

About The Author

 

THURSDAY

“IT’S HARD TO look dignified with a dick in your mouth.”


Excuse
me?”

 

My new client, Carter Teague, needs to understand I’m a decoy, not a hooker. In other words, I’m not going to have sex with her boyfriend.

 

“Fiancé,” she says.

 

“Whatever. I’ll get him in my hotel room, and you can walk in on us from the adjoining room. But we won’t actually be naked.”

 

Carter looks exasperated. “He could come up with a million excuses if you’re dressed. But if I walk in and you’re both naked, what’s he going to say?”

 

She looks around my office.

 

I know what that means.

 

She’s noting the disarray. The fact I don’t have a secretary. And do have a bag of trash that’s overdue for the garbage. She checks my business card for the second time and sees my name, Dani Ripper, is not raised or embossed. She rightfully assumes a female private eye in Cincinnati, Ohio, rarely gets the big clients.

 

She knows I need the money.

 

“What if I sweeten the pot?” she says.

 

“I’m not a hooker, Ms. Teague.”

 

“No, of course not!” Carter says, shaking her head. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to imply—”

 

I wave her off. “It’s okay. I just want to be clear.”

 

There are two faux leather chairs across from my desk. Carter’s sitting in the one closest to the door. She’s thirty. Dressing younger, but thirty, which makes her six years older than me.

 

I’d stake my life on it.

 

Her shoulder-length hair is russet, with amber highlights, if you care about such things. I do, and make a note to ask who does her hair, though it’s probably a week’s pay for me. I did happen to notice her Casadei back-zip wedge sandals when she entered, though they’re currently hidden by the desk. The part of her I
can
see is wearing an off-shoulder leopard tunic, with bracelets that match my annual house payment. She exudes wealth, and proves it by saying, “I’ll pay you two thousand plus expenses.”

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