This was a light, fun read and perfect for those who love cozy mysteries with strong female leads.
I enjoyed reading about Bootsie and Binnie and their adventures. Revenge is a universal theme, and Ms. Fitzpatrick takes revenge to an entertaining new level as she weaves a tale that’s mysterious and fun at the same time. The beginning is slow, so you may have trouble getting into it, but by the time the second body falls, you will be rushing to finish the whole thing!
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Back Cover Copy of Sweet Cream Ladies, Ltd.:
Who says men should have all the fun? During a mimosa-fueled brunch at a Manhattan pub, a slightly tipsy Binnie Harrison and her best friend Bootsie Kittredge joke about starting a contract-killing business. Divorced, unemployed, and running low on funds, they fantasize about becoming hit women, with their ideal targets being ex-husbands, sleazy professional rivals, and other generally rotten people.
Just two days later, after drowning her sorrows in margaritas at a local restaurant with Bootsie and some of their theater friends, an inebriated Binnie announces for all to hear, “Bootsie and I are starting a hitman business, only in our case it’s hit women,” Bootsie wonders if the sanity train has truly left the station. And the stunned audience of mostly women isn’t sure whether to laugh or pull out their checkbooks and hire them on the spot.
When the intended victims on the ladies’ list are actually murdered, Bootsie and Binnie suddenly find themselves dealing with skeptical detectives, mob bosses, fake psychics, and a magician who seems to know their every move—all while auditioning for Broadway shows, of course. Binnie and Bootsie claim it was all a joke and that they had nothing to do with the killings, but realize it’s up to them to prove they are innocent. The question is… are they?
About Flo Fitzpatrick:
Flo Fitzpatrick was born in Washington D.C., then became a world traveler while still in diapers. An Army brat, Flo lived in Virginia, Georgia and a castle in France, all before she hit five.
Her first authored work (age four) was science-fiction piece, “The Bug on the Wall.” It consisted of two sentences. “There was a bug. It was on the wall.”
When she was eight, she went full-tilt boogie and wrote three chapters for what was intended to be a complete novel entitled, “The Skinner Family Goes to Ireland.” The plot consisted of the Skinner family heading to Ireland to visit their Aunt Donna who lived on a potato farm and owned a swimming pool. Flo’s older brothers, twins, were somewhat skeptical that the Skinners would make it to Ireland via train from New York City across the Atlantic. Her next book (age nine) was more realistic. “The Mystery of the Greenhouse” was written while she was living in El Paso, so the greenhouse setting might have been a buffer against all the tumbleweeds. Sadly, this masterpiece was lost somewhere in transition and travel over the years.
Flo earned a B.F. A. in Dance and an M.A. in Theatre, then spent her years after college shuttling back and forth from Texas to New York performing, teaching and choreographing. During her career in theatre, Flo has played nice ladies (Nellie-South Pacific), not-so-nice ladies (Lily St. Regis-Annie) and dead ladies who weren’t very ladylike (three murdered hookers in melodrama Jack the Ripper) The last, she claims, was tough. She spent the first ten minutes of the show “dead”, lying on the floor trying not to breathe – or wince from paper wads thrown by enthusiastic audiences. One of her favorite theatrical experiences was playing a variety of characters (bag ladies and Cyndi Lauper-styled tourists) for the Japanese language show NY-Go! which aired on Manhattan cable stations.
Flo’s second novel with Kensington, “Hot Stuff”, was the recipient of the Four and Half Star Gold review from RT Reviews and nominated for Best Romantic Suspense of 2005 and has been optioned for film.
Flo moved to Alabama in 2013 and has since had five mysteries and two romances published.
Still a performer, Flo sings with The Usual Suspects – and swears that was the name long before they ever invited a mystery writer to sing a note with them!
