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Prizes given by The Stiletto Gang: The grand prize is a $50 gift certificate that the winner can use for books from any online or bricks and mortar bookstore (winner’s choice of bookstore). If multiple readers solve the mystery, we will have a drawing to select the grand prize winner. Runners Up will receive a book from one of the authors of The Stiletto Gang. If there are more than 10 Runners Up, then there will be a drawing among the Runners Up for the books – maximum number of books to be awarded by The Stiletto Gang is ten (10).
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Being shot with a stun gun wasn’t much fun. During her time at the police force Milla had volunteered to be shot with one, so she’d know what it felt like. It hurt. A lot. She’d never carried one, but a lot of her fellow officers had. Now even members of the public had them.
She knew it was a stun gun that her attacker had used on her before tying her up and leaving her wedged under a potting bench. The plastic bag the attacker had put over her head and upper body had torn on the wooden structure. She could see the legs of the bench and the bags of potting soil stacked next to her.
Her hands were tied behind her. She started moving her hands, pulling against the light rope that was holding them together. It was only a matter of time until she’d be able to free her hands. She only hoped it happened before anyone found her. Being trussed up like this was not good for business.
As she worked, she heard the sounds of people talking. She couldn’t tell if they were in the conservatory or just outside, but she could make out most of the words. There were two voices.
“You owe me money. I’m not running a charity, you know.”
“He closed my account. I have to sell some jewelry to pay you.”
“Then do it. Meanwhile, I’m cutting you off.”
“You can’t do that. I need it or I can’t function. And you need me to keep quiet.”
“Be careful. Carla played that game, look what happened to her.”
The voices drifted away.
Milla worked the knots in the ropes around her wrists loose.
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