Cover Reveal for "Bad Day for a Bombshell" by Cindy Vincent with a giveaway!

Genre: Adult, Fiction, Historical, Mystery
Publisher: Whodunit Press
Publication date: Fall, 2016

​December 5th, 1941.  Sometime Houston socialite, Tracy Truworth, is always on the lookout for something suspicious, especially after growing up with her nose in the latest Katie McClue mystery novel, a series featuring a twenty-something female detective and her constant feats of derring do.  And for Tracy, escaping reality through reading couldn’t come at a better time, since her own life isn’t exactly going along like she’d hoped, considering her overbearing mother insists that Tracy marry Michael — a lawyer likely to be a U.S. Senator someday — in a wedding rivaling royalty.  Yet everything changes for Tracy when she spots a bleach-blonde bombshell on the train home from Dallas after a shopping trip to Neiman Marcus.  Because something certainly seems amiss with the blonde, given the way she covertly tries to snare men into her lair, and considering she ceases all flirtations when a Humphrey Bogart lookalike suddenly appears . . . complete with a mysterious package wrapped up in newspaper and twine.

But days later, Japan bombs Pearl Harbor and a few days after that, Germany declares war against the U.S.  Rightly so, President Roosevelt returns the favor.  And soon Tracy finds herself caught up in the War, just like the rest of the nation.  But it’s her curiosity that leads her on a collision course with a killer, and she arrives at the bombshell’s apartment only moments after the blonde is murdered.  Though Tracy is accused of the crime at first, she soon finds herself working as an Apprentice P.I., under the tutelage of a real private investigator.  Soon, they’re hot on the trail of the bombshell’s murderer.  From singing at the hottest nightclub around, the Polynesian Room, to a car chase in her 1940 Packard, Tracy’s investigation takes her far from her blue-blood upbringing.  It isn’t long before she finds the War is hitting a lot closer to home than she ever imagined . . . And danger isn’t much farther than her doorstep . . .

​Two days before the Imperial Japanese Navy and a bunch of Kamikaze pilots blasted our warships into fireballs at Pearl Harbor, my mother and I were balancing hatboxes and shopping bags on our laps in the back of a taxicab as it raced through downtown Dallas.  As usual, my mother had squeezed in every last second of shopping that she could, and we’d left way past the time when we should have said so long.  We’d just spent the last few days traversing the hallowed halls of Neiman Marcus, relieving them of their inventory as we stocked up on everything from evening gowns to silk stockings, and shoes to gloves.  Now we had mere minutes to race to Union Station and catch the five o’clock train home to Houston. 

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