Book Review: Dead and Gone by Jennifer Rebecca

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Book 2 of  Funerals and Obituaries Series

I didn’t realize this was part of a series until I was halfway through chapter 1. It didn’t take me long to catch up from the previous book. This book can be read as a standalone–I did and completely adored–loved…any any other adjectives along those lines. I laughed so hard I cried!! This book will be added to my re-read list! I don’t buy many of the ARCs, I receive but this is one I am buying along with book 1. I have to hear more about how Shelby and Trent evolved into a couple from being on and off again. Here they are definitely together. It’s terrific! Trent’s negotiating skills with Shelby made me laugh and swoon at the same time. They are a perfect couple.

Shelby Whitmore is a journalist for San Diego Metro News for Uncle Sal. She spends her freetime with her grandmother, and Marla (her grandmother’s best friend and Trent’s grandmother), along with her new best friend Daisy (a former call girl). Daisy’s friends from her former life are coming up missing and then dead. Daisy enlists Shelby and the two grandmothers for help. How can Shelby say no to her best friend? Even if Trent makes her promise not to interfere with his investigation, she can’t leave her friend high and dry, right?

Honestly, how could she say no to Trent and his sexual negotiating skills?

Trent almost lost her once, he doesn’t want it to happen again. He will do whatever it takes to protect the woman he loves.

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About Dead and Gone:

You ever have an out of body experience? Like one of those moments where you’re standing on a street corner watching yourself do something monumentally stupid? Something you know you shouldn’t do but you just can’t help yourself?

 

Three weeks ago, Trent and I were deep into the Honeymoon stage of love, I swore I wouldn’t be the first one to rock the boat—Lord knows with our two Irish tempers it would happen soon enough—so when he made me promise to keep my nose and our grandmothers out of his investigation, I did.

 

It didn’t hurt that his head was buried between my legs at the time either. But then Daisy called me begging for help and what kind of bestie would I be if I shut the door in her face? That’s right, a sh*tty one. So I packed up our grandmothers and their gogo boots, g-strings and pasties to get to the bottom of things. Only problem is if Trent catches us I’ll be dead meat, folks.

 

My name is Shelby Whitmore, Funeral and Obituaries columnist for the San Diego Metro News and most likely to be single again if I survive this sh*t. But hey, at least I’m still a hit with the blue hairs . . .

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Catch up on the series:

Dead and Buried

 

About the Author:

Jennifer is a thirty something lover of words, all words: the written, the spoken, the sung (even poorly), the sweet, the funny, and even the four letter variety. She is a native of San Diego, California where she grew up reading the Brownings and Rebecca with her mother and Clifford and the Dog who Glowed in the Dark with her dad, much to her mother’s dismay.

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Jennifer is a graduate of California State University San Marcos where she studied Criminology and Justice Studies. She is also an Alpha Xi Delta.

 

10 years ago, she was swept off her feet by her very own sailor. Today, they are happily married and the parents of a 8 year old and 6 year old twins. She can often be found in East Texas on the soccer fields, drawing with her children, or reading. Jennifer is convinced that if she puts her fitbit on one of the dogs, she might finally make her step goals. She loves a great romance, an alpha hero, and lots and lots of laughter.

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