Nip, Tuck, Dead
A Pauline Sokol Mystery
Chapter One
"What the hell is wrong with my nose?"
I couldn't help shout at my skuzzy boss, Fabio Scarpello, who had just suggested I get a nose job. A nose job!
I looked into the file cabinet to see as much of my profile as I could. Only things I could find in the metal were fingerprints galore and some brown stuff, which I didn't want to even guess at.
Fabio was a pig in his office, and I'm sure in his private life (and not only with the setting, I might add), but he was the owner of Scarpello and Tonelli Insurance Company and gave me insurance fraud cases to investigate.
In other words, he was my only means of support.
I'd switched careers midstream, leaving nursing for snooping. Thing was, darling Fabio always gave me the medical fraud cases. Sure it made sense, but I wasn't looking for sensible. I was looking to get out of that business! Being single and in my early thirties, I knew I couldn't keep switching fields and have any kind of retirement. Besides, I loved the investigating. What a rush to solve a case! ... read full excerpt from: Nip, Tuck, Dead ebook