A Dead Ringer for Katie Rock Star

By Tia Brady

She was only there to pay off a debt...

Local Courier and Company Rep. Katie Cass of Cass Construction, Inc., is thrown into dangerous bay waters investigating a visiting Rock Star and his band.

The recent college graduate returns home to work for her dad at Cass Construction, after a few rocky relationships and a scandal. Now broke and in debt, her simple plan to save money and start over turns into a dangerous investigation, as this soon to be twenty-two year old sets out to retrieve her best friends stolen heirloom from a hot, but stick-fingered Rock Star...

Welcome to Angel Bay, where nothing is as it seems!

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She was only there to pay off a debt...

But somehow Katie was now neck deep in investigating a theft of an heirloom necklace. Ok, not somehow. Once again her too eager-to-help nature got the best of her. Just like the gambling addicted ex-boyfriend who racked up the debts. Now her poorest-of-judgment best friend needs a favor: help find the necklace stolen by none other than rock god, Sleigher, lead singer to the Cave Spiders.

And from there, things only get more complicated...the fact that Sleigher is hotter-than-hot, and oh-so-irresistible just the beginning. Throw in a sexy Police Detective, a psycho fan-girl, and Katie's visiting mother (Mob-Boss boyfriend in tow), and somehow simple debt payback turns into chaos Rock Star style!

• Language: English
• Publisher: Tia Brady
• Release date: Sep 19, 2017
• ISBN: 9781370380756

Tia Brady

Tia Brady, is an American Author, who was born in Silver Spring, MD but moved shortly after. She now lives in a town similar to Angel Bay and works a job similar to her heroine Katie Cass, but all she writes is made up, of course! Tia graduated from George Mason University with a degree in Philosophy, and has written a movie script, TV pilot and her New Adult Romance Caper is a fun, sexy, rock band themed Mystery with Suspense. She will continue with her Dead Ringer series with Book two releasing this winter. Tia loves the 80's, fresh brewed coffee, sunshine, and Rockin' out to Duran Duran, Huey Lewis & the News, some 90's (grunge & alternative), and select soundtracks. Her Rock Star crush is Tom Cruise with whom she'd love to go for a moonlit run. Find out more about Tia and her upcoming books at www.tiabradyauthor.com or https://tiabradyauthor.com/

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Author’s Note

This book started as something else…

...and is not a traditional book. I only wanted to tell a story, which I’ve done. My novel has screenplay flair and flow, since I am definitely more of a mover and a shaker, and maybe in some ways like a rock star because of that.

I hope by reading my story you get something beneficial from it, or at the very least are entertained.

I also appreciate, more than you will ever know, all of those who were genuinely with me through this process.

I thank you from the bottom of my heart!

XOXO TIA

INVESTIGATING TIA & HER MUSIC:

I’ve been to my fair share of concerts from Dolly Parton to Pink Floyd, met quite a few musicians and Rock Stars, been backstage, and interviewed some, and while in college one summer, I worked lollapalooza which was entertaining and fun. Listening to music has always been an escape for me, and listening to music live, well, a luxury; better yet having someone play up close and personal. My first live concert was the Beastie Boys, which made me realize I had an irrational attraction to bad boys, and my last live concert Sting (my all time favorite rock star and crush) with his soothing voice and timeless music, made me remember why I love live concerts so much, but like my heroines love interests I’m also drawn to the sexy cops and soldiers who protect and keep us safe. So go figure they ended up in my story.

I most enjoy coffee, conversation, the outdoors, live theatre, and good music--with any good soul.

Don’t forget to check out my mood music playlists I created to accompany this novel. Linked below:

https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCTMsK1gI4FzmWcwzm7xrXAw

Welcome to the Jungle!

XOXO Tia Brady

ABSORB WHAT IS USEFUL, DISCARD WHAT IS NOT, ADD WHAT IS UNIQUELY YOUR OWN,

Bruce Lee

BLURB

She was only there to pay off a debt…

But somehow Katie was now neck deep in investigating a theft of an heirloom necklace. Ok, not somehow. Once again, her too eager-to-help nature got the best of her. Just like the gambling addicted, ex-boyfriend who racked up the debts, now her poorest-of-judgment, best friend needs a favor: help find the necklace stolen by none other than rock god, Sleigher, lead singer to the Cave Spiders.

And from there, things only get more complicated...the fact that Sleigher is hotter-than-hot, and oh-so-irresistible just the beginning. Throw in a sexy police detective, a psycho fan-girl, and Katie's visiting mother (mob-boss boyfriend in tow), and somehow simple debt payback turns into chaos Rock Star style!

TABLE OF CONTENTS

Author’s Note

INVESTIGATING TIA & HER MUSIC:

BLURB

TABLE OF CONTENTS

ANGEL BAY

BOOK I

PROLOGUE:

CHAPTER ONE

CHAPTER TWO

CHAPTER THREE

CHAPTER FOUR

CHAPTER FIVE

BOOK II

ABOUT THE AUTHOR

ANGEL BAY

…Katie Cass knew she was in for one hell of a week when some skanky redhead she never met before threatened to cut her with a hunting knife over some rock star she didn’t know…

THE DAGGER NECKLACE

Katie’s cell phone chimes. She answers.

Sasha in-a-panic, belts out, Tonight’s the night, seven p.m. sharp, at the Tavern. I’m texting you a photo of my heirloom necklace.

Katie glances at the vivid image of the gem, but before she can respond, Sasha demands, See you there! She disconnects.

This smartass girl-next-door will pretend to be soft spoken for tonight’s task at hand, retrieving her best friend’s, the band’s fan club president’s, stolen heirloom, stolen by none other than rock god, Peter Sleigh, lead singer and guitarist, of the Cave Spiders. Katie owes Sasha, and it is the least she can do.

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Forward

Radio announcement for foggy, bat-ridden Angel Bay

Tuesday, March 15, St. Patrick’s week:

ON THE AIR

"Tonight is the night! The start to a rockin’ St. Patrick’s week, in eerie Angel Bay. Special guests are the Rolling Rock cover boys, the platinum-selling Cave Spiders. Those sexy-beasts will be in our neck of the snowy-woods, in less than two hours.

So start this Irish-y celebration, of a week off right, and come on out for some hot Irish cheer, to accompany some really good rock, and indie rock music, at our local tavern, The Lucky Leprechaun. Yes you, Angel Bay locals, fans, and visitors, drop on by to a festive meet and greet at 7 p.m. sharp, and meet and greet this soulful talented band. It will be up close and personal. I promise!

This is Announcer Damian Black, radio jockey, signing off with 99.9 H.E.L.L. FM Angel Bay Radio. We will see you there, if you dare, or be square! Let’s rock ‘n roll…Damian of the Night is out!"

Damian grabs his keys, black leather bomber, scarf, and special mace to head over to the quaint Irish tavern to set up for the band’s arrival

on this snowy and windy March evening…

While walking out of the radio station’s front glass door, Welcome to the Jungle, by Guns N’ Roses plays…

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BOOK I

DEAD RINGER

"The best advice I’ve ever gotten was from Olga, a 4 ft. 9 in. 70-year-old German immigrant lady, who lives across the street from me: No Trust Nobody, Katya, and in my experience, those are definitely words to live by…"

Katie Cass

Rock Star

The Cave Spiders approach the bat-infested smoky Angel Bay

& lead singer Peter Sleigh,

Sleigher, as he’s known, returns to his high school hometown

St. Patrick’s week while on tour…

PROLOGUE:

THUMP, SMACK, BUMP…

The rock band’s luxurious, weed, beer, and bourbon-smelling RV, burrows down the spooky-winding road, leading to foggy Angel Bay. It is 5:45 p.m., pitch black, with a full moon occasionally peeking out from behind the thick fog and clouds. It is also two days before St. Patrick’s Day, and the local tavern’s costume party event of the year.

The bat-ridden bay is angry, and the salty foam waves that border the tide, hit the rocks violently. The navy bay is churning, like the whirlpool bubble bath, at the five-star hotel, from the night before last, where lead singer Peter Sleigh, and his band spent the night; it is also where five groupies devoured and had their way with them.

This colossal, chart-topping, best selling band of all time, the Cave Spiders, and their furry mascot, Tank the Tarantula, finally pass the Angel Bay sign at 6:00 p.m., nearly missing the sign, due to the thick fog leading to their two million-dollar, rental house by the bay. This sexy and talented group will be resting hopefully, but most likely partying, at Angel Bay’s nicest pad, while preparing and practicing for their Never Enough, St. Patty’s Day extravaganza, the 2nd part of their kick-ass, Always There for You Tour. The pitch black sky swarms with bats hovering over the bay, while cricket sounds fill the night. Touring, talented, and tired, the band has been traveling for two days, eating diner food, and resting while on the road. Well, sort of resting, if you consider writing, Skyping, and preparing for the rest of their U.S. tour resting. This is their fourth stop, with five more to go.

During the last two years, this somewhat popular MyTube garage-band, has gone from small-town, otherworldly success, to unforeseen success, the biggest success story ever known in documented music history. With their unique, soulful, and magnetic sound and lyrics, they have sold more than 75 million copies of their current album Colossal Counting, and have more than 40 million subscribers on all media venues. These small town boys, now men, are currently living in the big city, and in the piranha-devouring world of starlets, models, writers, and paparazzi, while loving every minute of their spoiled, popular, over-indulgent rock star lifestyle; and as the One Direction song states: Living While They’re Young. Well, their idea of living--parties, sex, and rock & roll.

The Cave Spiders’ drummer, Noel McNichols is drunk and passed out again. Colby Sleigh, the second guitarist (of two) the rhythm--and Peter’s younger brother by one year, is alert and drinking tea, while working on the band’s schedule. The band’s backup singer, Rabbit, is high on weed and mellow, his eyes barely open, and Peter Sleigh, lead singer and lead guitarist, who drinks nothing other than Irish Beer while touring, is drinking a Guinness, while playing and winning at poker, for the umpteenth time. He is cleaning his worrisome manager out of his earnings, in their home away from home on wheels; the most luxurious, current, and modern RV, made within the past year.

The band left Denver, Colorado two days ago for Angel Bay, and is finally in Lead Singer Peter Sleigh--and his little brother Colby’s, high school hometown.

The passed out members awaken abruptly, since the winding Angel Bay road is as bumpy-as-hell. And as they slowly and wearily come to, Noel reaches for his mini garbage can to puke, a combination of alcohol and RV travel sickness. The band’s Assistant Tour Manager, Mark, also Peter’s childhood best friend, is driving when he turns up the radio and starts singing out loudly and obnoxiously, the Whitesnake song Here I Go Again, belting it out, no-bars-held… he laughs out, "Remember this Peter? I Still Know What You Did Last Summer. Driving down this same road, we reenacted the whole scene after we saw that movie. Damn, that was a long time ago, and boy this windy bay road, brings back a lot of teenage memories.

"Yeah, I don’t remember," Peter mumbles.

Sure you do. That was the same night your dream girl, the insanely-gorgeous Katie Cass, fell into your arms, after tripping over the seat next to yours, almost face-palming your crotch at that old movie theater. Boy, you almost peed yourself, as she was lying in your arms, smelling like that vanilla-cinnamon scent she wore. You’ve kind of come a long way since then, haven’t you, player, he laughs.

Yeah, whatever dude. You’re full of it.

"Okay, whatever you want to tell yourself. I bet if you saw her while in town, you would pee yourself again for sure. I’d bet you all the money I make on this tour you would, even after all the models and starlets you’ve bedded, and not bedded, if you