Deputy Dorie Berenger knew the day would go from bad to worse when she found a stoned alligator in the town drunk's swimming pool. Then DEA agent Richard Starke shows up in Gator Bait, Louisiana, giving out orders and insults faster than you can cast a fishing line.
Dorie knows the residents of Gator Bait aren't going to talk to a stranger, especially a Yankee, but she's stuck with Richard until he catches his bad guy. With no other alternative to restore peace to the small town, Dorie agrees to help Richard catch a criminal and in the process, uncovers decades of secrets that have been hiding deep in the Louisiana bayou.
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About the Author
Jana and her brother spent thousands of hours combing the bayous in a flat-bottom aluminum boat, studying the natural habitat of many birds, nutria and alligators. She would like you to know that no animals were injured during these "studies," but they kept makers of peroxide in business.
Jana has never stumbled across a mystery or a ghost like her heroines, but she's still hopeful.
She now resides in Dallas, Texas, with the most spoiled Sheltie in the world.
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Rumble on the Bayou
By Jana DeLeon
Copyright © 2006
All right reserved.
"This day just keeps getting better." Deputy Dorie Berenger
stared at the alligator in front of her. It had to be the
Why anyone below sea level and not even a mile from the Gulf
of Mexico would install an in-ground pool was beyond her.
Even the houses in Gator Bait, Louisiana sat on fifteen-foot
stilts. An in-ground pool was just asking for trouble.
And trouble was just what they had.
The pool owner, Maylene Thibodeaux, bulged out of a lawn chair
next to the structure of cloudy water, jug in hand, wearing a
pink bikini and sitting in stoned silence. Which was rare
when you considered her usual mouthiness, but understandable
since it was almost evening and she had probably been at happy
hour since before noon.
Dorie stepped right up to the pool's edge and studied the
alligator more closely. He was a good-sized one, probably ten
or twelve feet and currently floating like the dead in the
center of the pool with what looked like a backpack hanging
out of his mouth. His eyes were half-closed, as if he would
drop off into sleep at any moment.
"What do you think?" Deputy Joe Miller asked. Joe had been
the first to arrive at Maylene's, but had immediately called
for backup. This one was definitely out of his league.
Dorie blew out a breath. "I think this isnot my usual fare.
What about Curtis? This is his specialty."
"I tried. He's still on a call at the shrimp house. Turned
out to be three gators instead of just one."
"Damn it, Joe, that's four times this month. Did Buster get
those traps repaired?"
"Not that I'm aware of."
"Then I'm charging him this time. The taxpayers aren't paying
us to keep his shrimp house running, and trappers like Curtis
don't come cheap."
"I agree," Joe said, "but what about the problem we have
Dorie sighed and tossed a sideways glance over at Maylene, who
was working her jug like a prize-fighter with a water bottle.
"How much homemade wine has Maylene had?"
"She was drinking when I got here."
It figured. Maylene Thibodeaux was hard enough to please
sober. Drunk was a whole different story. "You didn't let
her give you any, did you? That stuff's worse than drugs."
Joe looked surprised. "No way, boss. I'm still thinking
that's how she bagged Mr. Thibodeaux."
Dorie smiled. Joe was probably right. Maylene Thibodeaux had
been making her own stash since she was a little girl. Rumor
had it Mr. Thibodeaux behaved oddly and had a strange tone to
his skin on the day of their wedding thirty-five years ago.
Folks around town said his skin was the same exact color when
they buried him six months ago, making Maylene the most
patient hunter in the parish.
After all, it had taken her only minutes to trap her prey, but
thirty-five years to kill it.
Maylene's ears must have been burning because suddenly she
came alive and rose from her chair, kind of. Actually, the
chair rose a bit with her, and there were a couple of seconds
of detachment necessary. Then she glared at Dorie.
"Damn it," she said. "I did not have this expensive piece of
concrete put in to swim with the gators. I could go down to
the bayou to do that. And I'm at least a mile from any water
whatsoever." She hiccupped and staggered a little towards the
edge of the water. "What the hell is this one doing in my
"I don't know," Dorie replied. "Did you ask him?"
Maylene shook a finger at her. "Don't you get smart with me,
young lady, or I'll have a talk with your daddy." She pointed
back at the gator. "Now, just what are you going to do about
Dorie squatted for a moment and assessed the situation. At
five foot ten, she towered over most of the women in Gator
Bait and a whole heck of a lot of the men. And sometimes
getting an eye-level look at things was the first order of
business. She noticed, however, that all six-foot four of Joe
didn't feel compelled to hunch down on the cement with her,
but then, standing at the edge of the pool was probably much
closer than he ever wanted to be.
"You poked him with the cleaning brush, huh?" she asked Joe as
He nodded. "Not a peep. If I didn't know any better, I'd
swear he was drunk." They both looked at Maylene.
"Maylene, you didn't put any of your special brand in the
pool, did you?" Dorie asked.
She looked offended. "Why, I'd no more waste the good stuff
on a dumb animal than I would a woman."
Dorie glanced over at Joe, who tried not to smile, then
grabbed the pool-cleaning brush and pushed on the gator's
side. His body moved a couple of inches across the water, but
only because she was pushing, not because he was helping. She
shoved again. Still nothing. He seemed perfectly content to
be propelled through the pool.
Dorie looked at Joe, who shrugged. "Got me," he said. "I
ain't ever seen anything like it."
She continued to push the gator until he was right up next to
the far wall, then crept around the pool, first tapping his
tail with the brush and slowly working her way up to his head.
When she got to the front, she poked him square in the nose.
He didn't even flinch.
Dorie leaned the brush against a patio table and grabbed the
long blonde ponytail hanging halfway down her back. Twisting
it in a knot, she secured it at the nape of her neck with a
pair of handcuffs and rolled her sleeves up over her
shoulders. Her usual "uniform" of jeans and a T-shirt would
be able to withstand a splash of Maylene's pool water, but she
didn't even want to consider what it would take to wash the
slimy substance out of her hair.
Hair and clothes securely in place, she reached down and
pulled on the backpack, but it didn't budge. "Damn. He's got
it locked in his teeth."
"I hope he ain't got whoever was wearing it locked in his
belly," Joe said.
Dorie shot him a derisive look. "Joe, you know we would have
heard by now if someone's angel hadn't made it home from
school. Besides, I haven't seen a kid around here actually
carry one book, much less a whole sack of them."
Joe rubbed his forehead and nodded. "So, what are we going to
She studied the gator again. "Well, first I'm going to try
and pry his mouth open with one end of the cleaning brush.
Given his altered state, it might work. Then, I'm going to
get the backpack out."
Maylene jumped up again, chair still attached. "Wait a
minute," she yelled as she lumbered back towards her house,
the piece of lawn furniture trailing with her, swinging from
left to right. "I gotta get my camera for this one."
The chair popped off Maylene's rear as she hurried between the
stair railings and up to the house, and she was back a minute
later, camera in hand. "Okay. Do your stuff," she said,
looking excited for the first time since Dorie had arrived.
"Be careful, Dorie," Joe said from the other side of the pool,
and she noticed he didn't offer to come any closer.
Knowing it was now or never, she made the sign of the cross
and picked up the cleaning brush again. She gently inserted
the pole into the gator's mouth right beside the backpack then
pushed down on the pole, prying his mouth open. To her utter
amazement, it worked, and the lethargic animal still hadn't
Reaching down slowly, she carefully lifted the backpack from
between the razor-sharp teeth, Maylene clicking furiously on
her camera the entire time. Dorie rose swiftly with her prize
and received cheers from Joe and Maylene.
Backing a few steps away from the pool, she opened the pack.
"I think I found our problem," she said and pulled out a
handful of wet plastic bags containing a white substance. She
opened one baggie, dipped a long nail into the powder and
tasted it, then made a face and spit into the grass next to
the pool. "Heroin. He's higher than an eighties rock band."
Joe stared at her in obvious surprise. "Heroin! We ain't
ever had no problem with drugs in this town. Well, I mean,
Dorie nodded and began to dig in the pack again. "I know.
That's what makes it so interesting." She piled more bags of
heroin on the patio table then brought out a wad of wet money.
"Hundreds. It's all hundred-dollar bills, and there's more
in the bottom of the bag."
She looked back at the gator. He still rested peacefully, his
mouth propped open with the cleaning brush. She bent down and
studied him again just to make sure she hadn't missed
"Shame everything got wet," Joe said. "We probably can't get
prints off of anything."
Dorie nodded in agreement then caught sight of something at
the tip of the gator's mouth. It was small and cylindrical.
About three inches long. "You got any salad tongs?" she asked
Maylene put her hands on her hips and pursed her lips.
"You're not putting my salad tongs in that thing's mouth."
Dorie looked at the woman's round figure. "Maylene
Thibodeaux, when was the last time you actually ate a salad?"
Maylene glared for a moment, then started towards the house
again, stomping as she went.
"What is it?" Joe asked.
Dorie shook her head. "I'm not completely sure. That's why I
want to check."
Maylene returned shortly with the salad tongs. She handed
them to Dorie who squatted back down next to the gator and
gently put the tongs into his mouth, clamping down on the
object and pulling it out. Taking a brief look, she smiled.
Joe had finally gotten up a little nerve and crossed to her
side of the pool, although he still stood several feet away.
"Well?" he asked.
Dorie tossed the object at him. Reflex made him catch it, but
when he looked down and saw what he held, he immediately
"Damn it, Dorie! A finger?"
She smiled. "Guess we can run that print now."
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by Jana DeLeon
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Most Helpful Customer Reviews
I read the paperback version which has an aligator in a swimming pool. How could I not read this? It is funny, sexy, and actually has a good mystery. I usually know who the "killer" or other "bad guy" is by the middle of the book. I was having so much fun with the charachters in this one, I didn't even try to figure it out and was actually surprised by the ending. Can't wait to read more of this author.
If you love Janet Evanovich's small-town humor and Stephanie Bond-type mystery with Jennifer Cruisie-ish type characters, then you'll LOVE this book! Don't miss this debut book by author Jana DeLeon. It'll keep you laughing and guessing until the very last page!
What starts off as a rather silly situation and something more out of Carl Hiasson, this turns out to be a most entertaining book. The characters have some meaning and interest and the plot is actually better than expected. It is an enjoyable romp through the bayou with several folks who make it intriguing. Much than what I would have predicted.
I bought this book soley for the title because I love to read about New Orleans and its neighboring towns. It turned out to be a really good read, totally enjoyable. Ms. DeLeon's characters were believable, something I look for in a book, but don't always find. I'm going to look for her next book and hopefully I'll really like it as well.
i liked this book alot. it was a continuation of previous characters, so i enjoyed seeing them progress.i read all three of those books and enjoyed them all.
A fun and enjoyable read.
I liked this book, l liked the characters and the plot. I didn't know who did it until the end.
Great book for those who like the romance with a little comedy thrown in. Though unrelated other than being based in south Louisiana, the author's Ghost-In-Law series and Unlucky have the same feel.
dorie is a cop. a very strong cop. richard is her match in strength, but he just so handsome. dorie fights her feelings for richard, but loses in the end. in the meantime there is stoned alligator. where did the drugs come from? and how did the alligator find them? raad this story and find out. you won't be disappointed!
couldn't put it down!!
This was a fun read. I enjoyed the characters and the story was very entertaining.
Loved the whole series.
Fun read! Enjoyable story!
I found this book at the library and because it was so good i had to get my own copy. I was laughing so much that the tears flowed heavily. The characters are great and full of zest. I would recommend this book to evrrybody
I laughed through this whole book. Great read and I didnt get the bad guy right.
Rumble On The Bayou is a spectacular debut novel by Jana DeLeon. _____ Deputy Dorie Berenger didn¿t know what to think when she was called to investigate a stoned alligator in a citizen¿s pool. Seems the alligator is high on heroin. This is beyond her small town experience but she isn¿t willing to let go of the investigation. Next thing she knows big city DEA Agent Richard Starke is throwing his weight around town. __________ Richard Starke had been hot on the trail of this drug ring for ages. No small town deputy and town folks are going to get in his way. His first meeting with a sunbathing Dorie knocks him off his feet. Richard realizes the locals especially Dorie know the town and surrounding swamps better then anyone. So he dials back his in your face ways to get some help. ______ As Richard and Dorie follow the clues to find the drug ringleader their relationship goes to a much deeper level. These two were fun to watch banter and act on their attraction to each other. When the danger is directed towards Dorie all beats are off as far as Richard is concerned. _____ Rumble On The Bayou was a delight from page one. It made me laugh out loud and want to get those trying to hurt the heroine and hero. The passion between Richard and Dorie sizzles anytime they are together. I am looking forward to the next book from the new author to me.
I LOVE a good mystery especially one that keeps me guessing to the very end. And I love any book that takes place in Louisianna. This book is the perfect mix of mystery,sex,humor and wild locale. The characters are likeable, the story is engrossing and kept me guessing to the very end. I really hated for this one to end. I can hardly wait for her next one.
I absolutely loved Rumble on the Bayou! Not many books make me laugh out loud. Even fewer books keep me turning the pages long after I should be asleep at night. Rumble did both! The characters in the small, southern town of Gator Bait, Louisiana are wonderful, eccentric and completely believable. Deputy Dorie Berenger is smart, sharp and sexy. She's a heroine I can admire and believe in. City slicker DEA agent, Richard Stark, is a brash know-it-all who doesn't know who he's about to tangle with. He soon learns that he'd better get on Dorie's good side if they're going to solve the mystery of why there's an alligator, high on heroin, in Maylene Thibodeaux's swimming pool! And who does the finger, also in the 'gator's mouth, belong to? Maylene herself is hilarious - knocking back the homebrew and seeing aliens in the garden and unicorns in the bedroom. I loved sweet, shy Deputy Joe and his halting pursuit of the loveable Jenny. Dorie's father is there, with advice and help - but Dorie soon begins to wonder if he's a part of the problem. The other secondary characters are equally compelling and fully developed. No one dimensional characters in Rumble! Buy this book! You won't be sorry you did. I'm looking forward with eager (and slightly impatient!) anticipation for more, more, more from Jana DeLeon!
This book was packed with humor. I read this book in one day. My only compaint is that this is her first book and can't wait to read something else by her. I liked the smart but hick acting backwoods cops. Kept me guessing till the end.
Will read more of Jana's books.
A cute romystery that takes place in the bayous of Louisiana.
Loved the great stoned allgior......what a great start of the book that hooked me...dont like boring beginngs in any book ...jana does it for me.....great read...
This was one of the most entertaining stories I've read. The people in Gator Bait are so much fun to experience there. Dorie and Richard clash at every turn in the beginning. The adventures they get in make the book fantastic.
3 STARS Rumble on the Bayou was good but not as funny or mystery as good as her other books. The characters were not as expected they had hidden secrets to them. They were also likable. There was a couple of love scene but easy to pass over if wanted to. Deputy Dorie Berenger has two jobs. Besides being a deputy she is also a game warden who likes to fish on her day off. She lives on a boat. DEA Agent Richard Starke has been chasing a drug dealer for 8 years. He does not want to be in Gator Bait. He does not want to work with the deputy. He is not impressed with her. He has always lived in the city. The setting was Gator Bait, Louisiana. Which was rightly named. There were a lot of gators in the area. Dorie is called out by a local because a gator was swimming in her swimming pool. He has a backpack in his mouth and other things. They are surprised to find drugs & money in it. There was one scene that was gross to imagine. Lots of violence, and action. I like Jana DeLeon's books and look forward to reading more from her in the future.