No Money Down

No Money Down

by Julie Moffett

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Me and the legendary Zimmerman twins--it’s a friendship made in geek heaven. And it all started back when I worked for the NSA...

My best friend Basia dragged me to the beach for her idea of a vacation. All those annoying people, sand in embarrassing places--not exactly R & R for a girl who doesn’t like the sun, the ocean or bathing suits. I couldn’t wait to get back to work.

But things started looking up when I ran into Elvis and Xavier Zimmerman. We discovered we had a lot in common: gaming, anchovies, hacking. After that, the vacation was perfect--until I accidentally broke some poor guy’s fingers. Then Broken-Fingered Guy disappeared, and things got really dicey.

With the Secret Service and a bunch of thugs suddenly after me, all I wanted was to solve the mystery and enjoy what was left of my vacation--preferably alive.

Editor’s Note: No Money Down is a prequel to No One Lives Twice

This book is approximately 26,000 words

Carina Press acknowledges the editorial services of Alissa Davis

Other Books in the Lexi Carmichael Mystery Series:

No One Lives Twice (Book 1)

No One To Trust (Book 2)

No Money Down (Book 2.5) — Novella

No Place Like Rome (Book 3)

No Biz Like Showbiz (Book 4)

No Test for the Wicked (Book 5)

No Woman Left Behind (Book 6)

No Room for Error (Book 7)

No Strings Attached (Book 8)

No Living Soul (Book 9)

No Regrets (Book 10)

And Coming Soon:

No Stone Unturned (Book 11)

No Title Yet (Book 12 — LOL!)

Product Details

ISBN-13: 9781426893902
Publisher: Carina Press
Publication date: 06/04/2012
Series: A Lexi Carmichael Mystery
Format: NOOK Book
Sales rank: 356,263
File size: 771 KB

About the Author

Julie Moffett writes in the genres of mystery and historical romance. She has won numerous awards, including the Chanticleer Mystery & Mayhem Award for best YA/NA Mystery, the HOLT Medallion for Best Novel with Romantic Elements, a HOLT Merit Award for Best Novel by a Virigina Author (twice!), the EPIC Award for Best Action/Adventure novel, and several other awards. Follow her on Facebook at Julie Moffett Author or at

Read an Excerpt

My name is Lexi Carmichael and I hate the beach.

Okay, maybe hate is too strong a word. I don't really hate the beach. It's just the sun is too bright, sand is everywhere and seaweed gets stuck in my toes. Don't even get me started on how much I dislike bathing suits. It's not pretty.

I don't like people being crammed together in a mathematically disproportionate way in a very small area. Especially when they're half-dressed and strutting around like peacocks. It's too hot, too loud and smells too much of coconut suntan lotion. Beam me out of here, Scotty. Please.

Yet here I am, spending my precious vacation days at Ocean City, Maryland, on a beach without my beloved laptop, forced into this so-called "time away from technology" with my best friend and former roommate, Basia Kowalski. Somehow I let myself get talked into it. Usually I can resist her crazy ideas. After all, I have a pretty high IQ and recently graduated from Georgetown University with a double major in mathematics and computer science. But sometimes she talks so fast and runs me in circles that I often will acquiesce just to quit trying to figure out what she's saying. Unfortunately, at that point it's already too late. I'm stuck, having agreed to God-knows-what just to end the conversation.

Don't get me wrong, I adore Basia. She's everything I'm not—pretty, social, fashionable and outgoing. She's also witty and has a remarkable flair for languages. She speaks about twenty of them fluently and has her own business as a freelance translator while working part-time for Berlitz, those folks who put out the small phrase books in dozens of different languages. She's brought me out of my shell more than any other person I've ever known, even if it does make me nervous and cranky most of the time.

She's always telling me, "Lexi Carmichael, it's time to log off and get a life."

She's usually right.

I'll be the first to admit I'm not the easiest person to be around. I'm neither a girly-girl nor a tomboy. I'm skinny in an awkward way, have no fashion sense and I don't date much (or at all), which is not surprising since my social skills suck.

I'm a geek.

That means my happy place is online. Computers, code, gaming. I'm also an ace hacker. Or at least I used to be. Then I sort of got busted. It wasn't a malicious hack, that's not my style, but it was still illegal. Lucky for me, my dad is a high-priced lawyer for a swanky firm in Georgetown so no one could prove anything. However, it scared the beejeebies out of me. It scared Dad too. Although I'm technically an adult, he threatened to take away all my computer equipment if I ever hacked like that again.

Now that I'm working for the National Security Agency, better known as the NSA, I've completely sworn off hacking, although what I do in my imagination is between me, myself and I. Secretly, I have a desire to fit in to the real world, at least sometimes, which is why I suspect I let Basia talk me into most of the things she does.

"Do you think this is a good spot?" Basia paused, setting the cooler down in the sand. She pointed at a very small spot sandwiched between an older couple sitting in a couple of lawn chairs beneath an umbrella and a greasy muscled guy asleep on his stomach on a black towel.

I shrugged. "Whatever."

"Great." She rolled out the colorful yellow Mexican blanket and I dropped the other bags at my feet.

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