Boot Camp Beauty: Miss Fortune World: SS Beauty, #15

By Kamaryn Kelsey

When a politician is murdered at Camp Shaw, the owner hires Knight Investigations to look into the case- but Sady and Amanda go under protest. After all, boot camp for civilians is still a camp. While they endure the discomforts of the compound, camp instructor CJ turns into a tyrant, and Matt and Harry try to prevent a mutiny.

In the meantime, they have to catch a killer. Was it the politician's mistress who is hiding a secret? Or one of the three Army buddies who attend camp each year? Maybe shy Herman has a reason they haven't discovered. Or could it even be the camp owner, Wallie Shaw?

Sady and Amanda unravel clues as they endure obstacles, on the course and off.

• Language: English
• Publisher: J&R Fan Fiction
• Release date: Sep 6, 2018
• ISBN: 9781386569244

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Author's note:

This is Book 15 in the SS Beauty series and is not intended to standalone.

This is a work of fiction. Other than Jana DeLeon's original story elements, the characters and names are creations of the author's imagination.

The series is not about Fortune Redding, Sinful, and the Swamp Team. SS Beauty is Sandy-Sue Morrow, and the series is about the life she makes for herself. She tires of her European vacation and comes home early, to Morrow's dismay. Wondering about her inheritance in Sinful, she takes a bus trip to check it out. Morrow sends Matt Meadows, who has done security work for him in the past, to keep an eye on her and to keep her from crossing paths with Fortune, and blowing Fortune's cover.

At this point in her life, Sandy-Sue decides she's leaving the past behind, along with her name. She shortens it to Sady (sometimes she uses Sassafras or Sassy, the name she first gave Matt in book one of the series.) I took the liberty of giving Morrow a first name, John, since he makes appearances throughout the series and it didn't make sense for Sady to refer to him as Uncle Morrow.

After the adventure in Louisiana, Morrow sends Sady to work for two former operatives, now retired and operating their own business, Knight Investigations in Ann Arbor, Michigan. Harry and CJ Knight are a husband and wife team.

Amanda Keller, saucy and smart mouthed neighbor, soon becomes Sady's best friend. She likes to give Matt a hard time about anything and everything. After losing her job at the university, she joins the investigation company.

Matt Meadows is Sady's love interest in the series. After Morrow repeatedly sends him back to Michigan to keep on eye on his niece, he realizes it will continue, so he makes the move as well.

Character descriptions:

Sady Morrow- Tall, slender, with long brown hair and big brown eyes. She often uses beauty pageant skills on the job. She is sweet and sometimes goofy. However, she's intelligent and can be tough, when necessary.

Matt Meadows- Tall, dark, and handsome. He has blue eyes and unshaven stubble. Hence, Amanda's nicknames for him, Stubbles or Blue Eyes. Frequently grumpy because of Amanda's constant picking. Matt sometimes uses Sady's pet name, Sassafras.

Amanda Keller- Short, full-figured, black, and beautiful. She grew up in an exclusive suburb of Detroit. She has a smart mouth, a high tolerance for alcohol, and a full social calendar. She likes handsome men and isn't shy about saying so.

CJ Knight- Short in stature, with clipped gray hair, green eyes, and an even shorter fuse. CJ is impatient and lethal with her hands. Even though she's small, she keeps them all in line.

Harry Knight- Hot dang handsome with light blue eyes, a stunning white smile, and good build. Amanda calls him Handsome, and he is- even though he is bald. Harry looks out for his team and often plays big brother/father to Sady.

The stories behind the supporting characters are developed throughout the series.

Chapter 1

All hands on deck, Amanda told Matt and Sady as they entered the back door of Knight Investigations. Mr. & Mrs. Boss have a VIP client in the conference room. We've been waiting for you!

Sady shrugged and scooted past Amanda, rushing to the conference room for the meeting. Amanda blocked Matt's way and kept an eye on her watch. Then she grinned and let him pass. You can go now. You're officially late.

Matt bared his teeth as he passed her and made his way to the conference room where CJ paced, glancing at her watch. It's about time! she growled at Matt, as Amanda flounced in wearing a satisfied smirk. Before Matt could protest, Amanda claimed the seat next to Sady.

He took the long way around the room to reach the remaining empty spot and deliberately kicked Amanda's chair as he passed. I'm not sure which is worse. Monday morning or you, he hissed, while CJ hopped around, ready to explode.

Matt flopped into his chair, and she said, Finally! She pointed to a block of a man sitting in a chair. Sady thought everything about him was a block, from the shape of his blonde crew cut, to his square jaw, and broad shoulders. She hid her grin, hoping she wouldn't slip and call him a blockhead. He didn't look like he had a good sense of humor. His face was lined and tanned, with a weather-beaten look. With muscles visible through the shirt he wore, Amanda openly admired him.

CJ cleared her throat. Would you like to check his teeth? she asked Amanda. Then, without waiting for an answer, she continued, Never mind, don't answer that because I know what you'll say. It's not funny, Harry, she scolded her husband who sat back with his arms folded. Harry shrugged and wisely refrained from interrupting his wife.

This is Wallace Shaw, she told the group. Then her eyes lit up. He runs a boot camp for civilian spy wannabes. Sometimes he gets political or business bigwigs who want to make the news. Well, his last bigwig made the news, and not in a good way. You can read about him in the obituaries.

So what was it that killed him? Amanda asked. Heat stroke, a heart attack, dehydration, exposure...

CJ narrowed her eyes. What makes you think it was anything like that?

Amanda snorted. Those spy training ranches are really death camps, unless you're Hercules. She sized up CJ, then continued, Or you. Civilians shouldn’t pay for torture. No offense, Mr. Muscle, but I think tires belong on moving vehicles. They aren't meant to be stationary and placed on the ground for fools to hop through. Once a good tire has outlived its usefulness on a vehicle, it should either be recycled or hung from a tree branch as a swing for children.

Wallace Shaw narrowed his eyes at CJ. I thought you said I could count on you for help. How am I supposed to put this lot into boot camp with that attitude?

CJ's throat clearing session drowned out Amanda's laughter. That, and the lethal look in her eyes. Because I say so. No one argued.

Sady raised her hand. I hope there's a reason you're sending us- beyond athletic prowess and spy training.

Harry picked up the conversation. Wallie's bigwig politician didn't die of natural causes. He was found murdered in a remote area of the compound. He'd been stabbed.

Amanda muttered, Great. We love to hear the word compound because it always has a positive connotation and brings to mind favorable news events.

You're just worried because you'll fail if you don't get kicked out first, Matt taunted.

"I don't need training-