Lethally Blonde. Nancy Bartholomew

      That’s right, debutante, quit and run away.

      Isn’t that what everyone expects you to do? So what if Jeremy dies on your watch? You couldn’t be expected to try and save him, could you? You’re just a poor little rich girl!

      Okay, so I’ll quit in the morning.

      I crawl forward on my hands and knees, behind the pool pump housing, between the latticework and the bushes that rim the pool. A rustle of leaves a short distance away startles me and I bite back a scream. I see him, ten feet away, slowly rising to peer up over the edge of the pool deck.

      I hold my breath, wondering what I’ll do when he raises the gun and takes aim, wondering how I’ll keep him from shooting Jeremy, or me, or both of us….

      Dear Reader,

      Porsche Rothschild may be a tad high maintenance, but she’s got a heart of gold and perhaps that’s why I needed to tell her story. I guess when I start a book I’m just like you, wondering who these new characters are and where their adventures will lead them. I was surprised to find the many hidden mysteries and secrets Porsche’s pretty little rich-girl exterior hid. Deep down inside, Porsche needed to find love; she needed to feel that she was making a contribution to the world; and she needed someone and something to believe in. I loved everyone I met as Porsche and I traveled to L.A. Jeremy reminded me of Johnny Depp in Pirates of the Caribbean, and Sam, well…What can I say about a man as darkly attractive as that hunk of burning cowboy love? I only hope you have as much fun with my new friends as I had writing about them! Oh, and let’s not forget Marlena, the little show-off who just might upstage her mistress now and then!

      Please log on to my Web site, www.nancybartholomew.com, and let me know what you think. I love hearing from my readers!

      Sincerely,

      Nancy Bartholomew

      Lethally Blonde

      Nancy Bartholomew

      Special thanks and acknowledgment are given to Nancy Bartholomew for her contribution to THE IT GIRLS series.

      ISBN: 9781408946145

      Lethally Blonde

      © Nancy Bartholomew 2005

      First Published in Great Britain in 2005

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      NANCY BARTHOLOMEW

      didn’t seem like the Bombshell type at first. Sure, she grew up in Philadelphia, but she was a gentle minister’s daughter. Sometimes, though, true wildness simmers just below the surface. Nancy started singing country music in biker bars before she graduated from high school. And, yes, Dad was there, sitting in the front row, watching over his little girl!

      Nancy graduated from college with a degree in psychology and promptly moved into the inner city, where she found work dragging addicted inner-city teenagers into drug and alcohol rehabilitation. She then moved south to Atlanta and worked as the director of a substance-abuse treatment program for court-ordered offenders. Her patients were bikers and strippers and they taught her well…lock picking, exotic dancing, gunplay for beginners and hot-wiring cars.

      When the criminal life became less of a challenge, Nancy turned to the final frontier…parenthood. This drove her to writing. While her boys were toddlers, Nancy spent their nap times creating alternate realities. Nancy lives in North Carolina, rides with the police on a regular basis, raises two hooligan teenage boys and tries to keep up with her writing, her psychotherapy practice and her garden. She thanks you from the bottom of her heart for reading this book!

      For the “It” Boys! Where would I be without you?

      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

      COMING NEXT MONTH

      Chapter 1

      Emma Bosworth is a manipulative, lying bitch and therefore, my absolute best friend in all the universe, even if she has turned her evil powers against me and Marlena. I can fend for myself, but Marlena’s too little to put up much of a fight. I wouldn’t be in this complete and total crisis if Emma hadn’t convinced me to let Marlena have her nails done all by herself, while Emma and I have just the teensiest Cosmopolitan at Bemelmans.

      “Now, honey,” Emma says, “Marlena will be fine. It’s best if her momma doesn’t watch and besides, you know how long silk wraps take!” Emma shakes her head slowly, making her long auburn hair shimmer in the shop’s light, and smoothes