She's over fifty, overconfident, and in way over her head! It's well known that working in movies can be cutthroat, but no one expected that to be taken literally. It's party time on board the Aurelia! On the LA to Hawaii leg, a Hollywood film crew are shooting scenes for a new action movie and Barbie has been given a bit-part role. It's all great fun and Patricia isn't surprised when her cute, blonde friend attracts the attention of the handsome A-lister male lead. But when he is found murdered in the upper deck pool and the killer leaves a message saying Barbie is next, it falls to Patricia to work out who the killer is. With her trusted butler, Jermaine, good friend, Barbie, and lame-duck Shane Sussmann, an odd-looking film extra she befriended, Patricia will have plenty of help as she unravels the truth. The prime suspect has an ironclad alibi though and there is definitely something going on with the film's beautiful female lead. Will there be more bodies? Will the new deputy captain be of assistance this time? Will Jermaine be able to serve tea at four o'clock? It's going to take more than luck to solve this one. Can she survive The Director's Cut?

Formato	Tapa suave
Número de Páginas	214
Lenguaje	Inglés
Editorial	Stevehiggsbooks
Fecha de Publicación	2019-08-14
Dimensiones	8.0" x 5.0" x 0.45" pulgadas
Letra Grande	No
Con Ilustraciones	No
Temas	Femenino

Higgs, Steve

When Steve Higgs wrote his debut novel, Paranormal Nonsense, he was a Captain in the British Army. He would love to pretend that he had one of those careers that has to be redacted and in general denied by the government and that he has had to change his name and continually move about because he is still on the watch list in several countries. In truth though, he started out as a mechanic. Not like Jason Statham, sneaking about as a contract killer, more like one of those greasy gits that charge you a fortune and keep your car for a week when all you went in for was a squeaky door hinge. At school, he was mostly disinterested in every subject except creative writing, for which, at age ten, he won his first award. However, calling it his first award suggests that there have been more, which there have not. Accolades may come but, in the meantime, he is having a ball writing mystery stories and crime thrillers and claims to have more than a hundred books forming an unruly queue in his head as they clamour to get out. Now retired from the military, he lives in the southeast corner of England with a trio of lazy sausage dogs. Surrounded by rolling hills, brooding castles, and vineyards, he doubts he will ever leave, the beer is just too good.