Private Investigator Eddie Shoes is enjoying a rare period of calm. She's less lonely now that Chava, her card-counting mom from Vegas, is sharing her home. She also has a new companion, Franklin, a giant dog of curious ancestry.
Hoping for a lucrative new case, Eddie instead finds herself taking on a less promising client: her best friend from her childhood in Spokane. Dakota has turned up in Bellingham in jail, where she is being held on a weapons charge. Eddie reluctantly agrees not only to lend her friend money for bail but to also investigate who is stalking her. Soon after Dakota is freed, she disappears again, leaving Eddie to answer to the local cops, including her ex-boyfriend Chance Parker. Has Dakota been kidnapped? If not, why did she jump bail? What are Eddie's business cards doing on the bodies of two murder victims?
The key to these mysteries lies in Dakota and Eddie's shared history, which ended when Eddie left home after high school. As a person of interest in both murder cases, Eddie is forced to go in search of the truth, digging into the past and facing her own demons.
Book 2 in the Eddie Shoes Mystery series.
About the Author
Elena Hartwell's writing career began in the theater, where she also worked as a director, designer, producer, and educator. Productions of her scripts have been performed around the U.S. and abroad, with some of her plays available through Indie Theater Now and New York Theatre Experience, Inc. She lives in North Bend, Washington, with her husband. For more information go to elenahartwell.com and visit her blog at arcofawriter.com.
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I leaned against the door and listened. Nothing but a buzzing sound. And I got the faint whiff of a smell like someone forgot to take the garbage out. No one responded to my knock. Putting my hand on the doorknob, I discovered it was unlocked. I could just poke my head in. But what if it wasn't Dakota, and I walked in on some guy getting his "cards read" by one of the resident hookers? That was something I did not want to see.
Before anything else, I decided to park Franklin in my office. For whatever reason, my dog had not taken to Dakota and vice versa. I also didn't bring Franklin into a business unless animals were allowed. I could usually count on him to settle right down with his chew toy, but not today. Once we stepped into my office, he danced around in front of me, as if to block me from getting back out the door. Considering his size, he did a pretty good job.
"Franklin, I will be right back. Honest. You don't have to worry."
The task of getting past him was arduous. I got halfway out the door and so did he, pushing his way into the hall. It took all my upper body strength to shove him back inside. I managed to get the door closed, but heard him woofing.
That was one unhappy dog.
Opening the door to the office across the hall, I was smacked in the face by two things: the stench, which was much worse than I'd thought, and the heat. The stench was so strong, it coated my throat. The heat was so high, I started to sweat.
The room smelled like a cross between rotten meat and bodily fluids.
Death in a hothouse.
What I wanted to know was whose.
My heart started to pound. I'd put on gloves that morning with the colder temps, and it crossed my mind to leave them on. I felt around on the wall for the switch, flooding the room with light. The office had been broken up into smaller rooms with temporary walls; they were composed of flimsy metal frames covered in padded fabric for soundproofing.
Sweat trickled down between my shoulder blades, but I wasn't taking my coat off now. If some awful crime had taken place here, I didn't want to shed DNA in the form of hair or skin cells. I could get in enough trouble just walking through the door.
I stepped farther into the room and looked around, coming face to face with a corpse.
Most Helpful Customer Reviews
This was another quick read. I loved watching Eddie work through this case, while at the same time realizing she's not as alone as she has been. Dakota struck me as...off, from the moment she called Eddie. Adding in her breaks in contact immediately after posting bail and the gaps Eddie was discovering in Dakota's reluctance to tell the truth and I seriously wondered just how much she was actually involved in what was going on. I seriously found myself rooting for Eddie and Chance. At least for them to give it another go. Whether or not it will br long term is a different thing, but I think they definitely need to give it a shot. Chava was more entertaining this time. I have to admit, I was a little frustrated with her in the last book, but this time it feels more like she's trying to get life going. There were still a few times where I got frustrated, but at the same time, she was being a mother. I kind of want her and Eduardo to make another go of it too.
Mystery fans will have a hard time putting down Two Heads Are Deader Than One! In this installment of my new favorite series, Eddie Shoes, a smart, funny, and likable private investigator, must deal with not only her haunting past but also her immediate problem: a dead body. When her business card is found on the victim, she becomes determined to solve the case while laying old ghosts to rest. Packed with action and intrigue, the story moves quickly from start to finish, and the characters are so much fun. Eddie and her always-hilarious mother, Chava, are certain to entertain on this suspenseful new adventure.
This is the second book in the series. It’s easy to jump in here if you haven’t read the first book. The author fills in the important details easily and in the right places so as not to slow down the story. Things have been good for Eddie Shoes. While her P.I. business isn’t booming, it’s keeping a roof over her head. And she’s now got two roommates. Her mother, Chava, and Franklin, the Irish Wolfhound/Tibetan Mastiff dog that had adopted Eddie after saving her from drowning. Keeps things interesting. Eddie’s past comes back to haunt her when her best friend from highschool, Dakota Fontaine, enters her life once again, needing to be bailed out of jail. Why she’s calling Eddie and what shes’ doing in Bellingham is a mystery soon to be revealed. As bodies start popping up and someone is pointing the finger at Eddie, she scrambles to clear her name and get to the truth. The thing is, when Dakota’s lips are moving, she’s usually lying or trying to make herself look better, so Eddie will have to do some serious sleuthing. The more I read about Eddie, the more I like her. She’s strong willed and confident in most things, but she has a soft spot for those she’s loyal to and that makes her vulnerable. She also seems to always find trouble, which makes her stories funny and exciting. Her old flame , Detective Chance Parker is still around, stirring up those butterflies in Eddie’s stomach. I keep hoping one of them will get brave enough to show their feelings and make a move to mend fences. I feel they are a good fit. Chava is a force unto herself. A little bitty thing but packing tons of energy, Eddie’s mother lends humor to this series. They are something to experience, whether just getting through the day or working on a new case. Snappy dialogue, plenty of mayhem, and genuine character’s with all of their flaws, makes Elena’s detective series a must read.