Losers Weepers
Book two in the Jane Barnaby Adventures!
Jane Barnaby had everything going her way: a prestigious internship at the Museum of Natural History, a fantastic Upper West Side sublet apartment, and helping plan her newly-engaged college friend’s wedding.
Until a casual lunch with her friend’s fiancé set off alarm bells, and sent her digging into the rabbit hole that is his past.
When that rabbit hole leads Jane and her on-again, off-again boyfriend to the English countryside, uncovering secrets dating back to World War 2, searching for priceless art treasures looted by the Nazis, and fighting off the thieves who will kill to get those treasures for themselves, will they discover the truth, or lose their lives?
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Here’s an excerpt:
I don’t have much time to write. Mark is in the shower right now, so I have to make this quick. And, no, I don’t mean it like that! Get your mind out of the gutter!
Anyway, let me get right to the question: Am I an adrenaline junkie?
Never mind, don’t answer that. I know what you’ll say, and you’re right, and I don’t want to hear it.
On second thought, tell me the truth. Do I really look for trouble? Do I seek out danger? Do I have some deep psychological need to get involved in things that are absolutely none of my business, and that any sane person would back off from the first chance they got?
I never thought I was like that, but I’m starting to wonder. Eighteen months ago, I could have called the police, or Bill Welldon, or, well, anybody. I didn’t have to go driving halfway across Europe and nearly get myself killed. I didn’t have to flirt with a sexy handsome older Irish guy with an irresistible fancy accent.
I didn’t have to do any of it, but I did all of it. And I’m doing it again. Mark and I tracked Tishy down to her grandfather’s cottage, but it turns out there’s way more going on than any of us thought.
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