Wanna Get Lucky? by Deborah Coonts

wanna-get-lucky.jpgA young woman plunges from a Las Vegas sightseeing helicopter, landing in the Pirate's lagoon in front of the Treasure Island Hotel in the middle of the 8:30 Pirate Show. Almost everyone writes her off as another Vegas victim.

But Lucky O'Toole smells a rat. She's head of Customer Relations at The Babylon, the newest, most opulent mega-casino and resort on the Strip, so she's got a lot on her plate: the Adult Film industry's annual awards banquet, a spouse-swapping convention, sex toy purveyors preying on the pocket-protector crowd attending ElectroniCon.... Still, Lucky can't resist turning over a few stones.

When a former flame is one of the snakes she uncovers, Lucky's certain she's no longer dealing with an anonymous Sin City suicide. To top it all off, Lucky's best friend Teddie--Las Vegas' finest female impersonator--presses to take their relationship to the next level. Leave it to Lucky to attract a man who looks better in a dress than she does.

Lucky must manage the Babylon's onslaught of outrageous festivities, solve a murder, and struggle to keep her life and libido from spinning out of control... not to mention keep her balance in six inch heels.
 
"Watch out Janet Evanovich. The new hot number is Deborah Coonts." -- Gayle Lynds, New York Times bestselling author of The Book of Spies

"Deb Coonts' debut novel is more fun than a winning streak in Vegas! Lucky O'Toole is a character with brains, beauty and a wry sense of humor. Readers will want to meet her again--and soon." -- Diane Mott Davidson, New York Times bestselling author of Fatally Flakey

"Wanna Get Lucky? goes down faster than an ice-cold Bombay martini--very dry, of course, and with a twist." -- Douglas Preston, New York Times bestselling author of Blasphemy

coonts-deborah.jpgDeborah Coonts' mother tells her she was born a very long time ago, but Deb isn't so sure--her mother can't be trusted. These are the things she does know: She was raised in Texas on barbeque, Mexican food and beer. She's lived in every time zone in the U.S.--the most memorable being the time she now spends in Las Vegas, where family and friends tell her she can't get into too much trouble. Silly people. Deborah has spent more time in school than any sane person should, acquiring along the way a bachelor's and master's degree in business, a law degree and a master's of laws in taxation (can you say 'geek'?). She has built her own business, practiced law, flown airplanes, written a humor column for a national magazine and survived a teenager.

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