With press day looming, my penny-pinching editor was desperate enough to pay me time-and-a-half, and with a mountain of bills on my nightstand, I was desperate enough to agree. After five months of juggling my job at the Dunleagh Chronicle, a volunteer position at the museum, my history video blog, and looking after my grandmother, I finally had a free day.Ĭourtesy of a virus sweeping through our offices, two of the Chronicle’s reporters were out sick. Neither covering the fight nor discovering the body was on my ToDo list. The morning the clown croaked at my feet began with a cockfight and ended with a corpse. Using her expert knowledge of the Irish War of Independence, Dee sets out to solve a century-old crime, plus a modern-day murder. With the body count rising, and no one willing to believe Dee’s time travel theory, she’s forced to team up with a man who’s either a bona fide fruit cake or a police officer from the year 1919. After the bullets stop flying in Dunleagh Castle’s courtyard, it’s up to Dee to convince people she didn’t imagine a gunfight played out between two centuries. Dead clowns, injured time travelers, and shootouts don’t make it onto the small town reporter’s Top Ten list. Deadline with Death (Time-Slip Mysteries)ĭee Flanagan loves Irish history, bad rom-coms, and red lipstick.
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