This ain’t her first rodeo, but it could be her last … These Boots Were Made For Walking (Dressed to Kill Series) Cozy Mystery by Deanndra Hall Excerpt Reveal

Title: These Boots are Made for Walking

Author: Deanndra Hall

Genre: Cozy Mystery

Release Date: January 27, 2025

This ain’t her first rodeo, but it could be her last …

Still reeling from solving an innocent woman's murder, Maisey Friedman is ready to take a breather—even though the entire town knows her secret now. Enjoying some time with a friend to decompress is exactly what Maisey needs. But when her friend graciously gifts her with a pair of retro leather western boots, everything changes.

Just merely sliding the boots on catapults Maisey and her husband, Aaron, into another investigation of an innocent woman's mysterious death. Suspects keep turning up, each one making their job harder than ever, and the real murderer refuses to let the truth surface. With the looming possibility that Maisey will be silenced once and for all, it's up to Aaron and the other deputies to track down the criminal and try to pry Maisey from the clutches of a madman before it's too late.

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“I’ve got a surprise for you,” Maisey whispered as she dropped her hand onto Aaron’s wrist, then dragged it up his arm to the back of his neck and ran it up the back of his head. “And I think you’re gonna like it.”

“Oh, yeah?”

“Yeah. I’ll be back in a minute.” Murielle had been in bed for a couple of hours, so she was sleeping the sleep of the dead. On the way home from work, Maisey had stopped at the adult store and done a little shopping, and she couldn’t wait for Aaron to see what she’d bought.

She slipped into the bedroom and opened the package. There was a pink suede string bikini top―it wasn’t real suede, but it looked like it―with a slit in the front of each cup. The thong was a string-tied thing as well, and from it and the bra hung suede fringe. There were rhinestones and beads too, and it glittered in the low light of the bedroom. She’d bought the matching western hat, and she knew he’d like that too.

It took her a minute to get the bra and thong on right, but when she had, she looked in the mirror. Nice. The hat was adorable with it. Maisey sat down on the edge of the bed and slipped on the left boot. It was a little loose, but that was okay. All it meant was that Aaron wouldn’t have any trouble getting it off of her, which was fine. She slid her other foot down into the right boot.

Instantly, a hand grabbed her throat and lifted her, then slammed her against a wall. “Stop!” she screamed, trying to make sense of what was happening. “What are you doing? Stop! You’re hurting me!”

Deanndra Hall is a working author living in the far western end of the beautiful Bluegrass State with her husband of over 35 years and small menagerie of weird little dogs. When she’s not writing, she’s editing. When she’s doing neither of those two things, she’s having dinner with friends, spending time with family, kayaking, eating chocolate, drinking beer or moonshine, or looking for something that she put in the wrong place and can’t seem to find (which is pretty much everything she owns).