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Alex and Hope are Back for another Thigh Slapping Adventure

When Fates Collide

When Fates Collide

If you haven’t read this little jewel co-written by Andrea Dean Van Scoyoc and myself and if you haven’t read

When Fates Collide Mardi Gras Bound

When Fates Collide Mardi Gras Bound

the second in the series also written by Andrea Dean Van Scoyoc and myself and if you haven’t yet  read

The Pink Canary

The Pink Canary

The Pink Canary written by yours truly then you will be missing out on the newest in the When Fates Collide book currently being created by Andrea and myself. You see boys and girls, we have a very wicked sense of humor. We have included a character who was in the first book When Fates Collide and two characters from The Pink Canary in our newest Adventure When Fates Collide- Arm Candy. I know that you want to be up to speed when you follow Alex Morgan and Hope Harrington on their latest Bounty Hunting Jaunt. This time they are in St. Marteen which is located in the Caribbean. They are after two jumpers that got away in When Fates Collide and Mardi Gras Bound.

Vicky Lane She so rocks

Vicky Lane She so rocks

Peter aka Penelope

Peter aka Penelope

Yes, Ms. Vicky and Penelope are part of this adventure!!!! Even Lola might make an appearance.

As with all of the adventures of Alex and Hope the trip is more than just a pick up. It is an Abbot and Costello slap stick comedy which encompasses all the personalities into  kaleidoscopic humor.

And as with all things Alex and Hope things may not be at all what they appear to be. So get ready for the next adventure- get caught up by reading all three books. Yes, they are all on kindle and nook as well a paperback.  http://www.amazon.com/The-Pink-Canary-ebook/dp/B008VEL1SC/ref=sr_1_7_title_1_kin?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1363010045&sr=1-7&keywords=yvonne+mason

http://www.amazon.com/When-Fates-Collide-ebook/dp/B006F9FLSQ/ref=sr_1_10?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1363010116&sr=1-10&keywords=yvonne+mason

 

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March 11, 2013 Posted by | Books | , , , , , , , , , , , , | Leave a comment

Another Five Star Review for The Pink Canary

The Pink Canary

Here is another five star review for my latest release The Pink Canary. It is a complete 180 from what I normally write. If you haven’t yet picked up this little jewel you have no idea what you are missing. Lola, Leary and Penelope will have you rolling in the floor. And you certainly don’t want to miss the one and only Vicky Lane.

Peter aka Penelope and her Aqua Net hairspray and Chinese hooker heels

 

Penelope will keep you up nights laughing yourself silly.

Vicky Lane She so rocks

 

Vicky is the Queen of Queens!

 

 

 

 

SATURDAY, AUGUST 18, 2012

My Review of ‘The Pink Canary’ by Yvonne Mason

Title: The Pink Canary
Author: Yvonne Mason
Genre: Thriller/Comedy
Publisher: Lulu

ASIN# B008VEL1SC

“Hell Hath No Fury Like A Drag Queen Scorned!”

No, ‘The Pink Canary’ is not an English play – although if the great playwright, William Congreve, could be here today, and was given a chance to read ‘The Pink Canary’ by Yvonne Mason, ‘Hell Hath No Fury Like A Drag Queen Scorned’ just might be the title of his next winning play – based on Yvonne Mason’s new book of course, ‘The Pink Canary’.

I have read several of, Yvonne Mason’s literary works but I must say this piece is unique – exceptional in the fact that she waved her magic pencil like a wand – created a fresh storyline that includes some of her most outstanding characters to date.

As the story begins, it takes you on a roller coaster ride from New York to Miami. Imagine for a moment that a serial killer is loose in Miami, and he or she, is targeting Drag queens – accumulating body parts as trophies. An ex-private detective, now headliner and owner of the hottest drag queen establishment in Miami, teams up with a homophobic detective to try to solve the case. Add in ‘one’ badass drag queen toting a can of aqua net hairspray in one hand and a pair of Chinese hooker heals in the other – well, things are going to get ugly very quick!

I gave ‘The Pink Canary’ five stars for originality, delightful humor, and crime fighting suspense!

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August 18, 2012 Posted by | Books | , , , , , , , , , , , , , | Leave a comment

The Pink Canary is Hot Off The Presses!!!!!

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The Reviews Are Coming in for The Pink Canary

 

 

 

 

The Pink Canary

Yes the reviews are beginning to roll in. It appears this is another hit. This little jewel has just been released and already it is selling like crazy. “There are bodies piling up in Key West…. Serial Killer? The bodies showing up outside a famous drag bar….is that a clue or a coincidence? A book that delves into the Life of a Drag Queen and a marvelous “Who done it?” Clever! Let’s go into their world of Mascara and Stiletto Heels and observe. Who could be killing all these gay men and why?

Yvonne Mason is the master, or mistress, of mystery in this rip roaring, fishnet stocking twisiting comedy mystery tale. This story could very well could have really happened as Yvonne Mason connects this story with some undisputed truth and history of NYC underworld and the “World Famous 82 Club”… it just might have happened, see for yourself…

The local detectives and cops go on a case that has been haunting the head detective and the main character since their days in the Big Apple. Does the detective has a love/hate relationship with the Drag Queen or is it a lot less Hate and more Love than admitted? Exciting and Hilarious! Who will be next on the list of murder?

The story is as seen through the main character’s eyes and what eyes they are! Lou the mild mannered detective by day and Lola a FABULOUS drag queen by night who can get into all kinds of trouble!! How her friends try to help her find the killer and catch the monster behind these unspeakable murders.

I have been a Drag Queen for over 40 years and this is the first time I have been asked to collaborate on a book. Drag Queens are my speciality and I have worked in Cabaret shows since 1968 as well as extensively in Musical Theater, Television, Radio and Films. I really was excited and honored to help with the book and this book was an ultimate thrill for me.Thanks toYvonne Mason for her faith in me, and for having the insight to choose me to help her navigate this drag queen world. Thanks to Peter for his energy and Marvolous Wit…We will always be connected with this superb Book!”

Vicky Lane

You don’t want to miss out! Order yours now on Lulu.com and Amazon Kindle and Nook in about six to eight weeks it will be available as a paper back on Amazon and Barnes and Noble. You can also order signed copies at http://thebookatticl.ecrater.com

5.0 out of 5 stars Devinely Devious August 14, 2012

By LVN
A terrific (dare I say FABULOUS read). I thoroughly enjoyed it. Love the way it also gives the details about drag and the NY info. It roped me in from the get-go and kept me in until the very end. A absolutely delightful MUST read.
 Absolutely Fabulous Book!, August 14, 2012 5out of five stars
By
This review is from: The Pink Canary (Kindle Edition)

The Pink Canary is the latest in the eclectic collection of books written by Yvonne Mason. She can take any subject and make it interesting to the reader. This latest work of fiction has two characters based on real people but the action and laughter are pure fiction. It is a great read and for anyone who loves drag or drag queens it is a must read.

August 15, 2012 Posted by | Books | , , , , , , , , , , | 1 Comment

The Pink Canary is Now Live on Barnes and Noble Nook Book

The Pink Canary

 

For those of you who own a Nook The Pink Canary is now available on Nook!!!! This is one little book that you don’t want to miss. Yes, it is a murder mystery but it has a kick. It is more like Abbott and Costello meet the killer with a few side characters tossed into the mix. Just for fun.

The one and only Vicky Lane says it best:

“There are bodies piling up in Key West…. Serial Killer?  The bodies showing up outside a famous drag bar….is that a clue or a coincidence?  A book that delves into the Life of a Drag Queen and a marvelous “Who done it?”  Clever! Let’s go into their world of Mascara  and Stiletto Heels and observe. Who could be killing all these gay men and why?   

 Yvonne Mason is the master, or mistress, of mystery in this rip roaring, fishnet stocking twisting comedy mystery tale. This story could very well could have really happened as Yvonne Mason connects this story with some undisputed truth and history of NYC underworld and the “World Famous 82 Club”… it just might have happened, see for yourself…

 The local detectives and cops go on a case that has been haunting the head detective and the main character since their days in the Big Apple. Does the detective has a love/hate relationship with the Drag Queen or is it a lot less Hate and more Love than admitted? Exciting and Hilarious! Who will be next on the list of murder?

 The story is as seen through the main character’s eyes and what eyes they are!  Lou the mild mannered detective by day and Lola a FABULOUS drag queen by night who can get into all kinds of trouble!! How her friends try to help her find the killer and catch the monster behind these unspeakable murders.

 I have been a Drag Queen for over 40 years and this is the first time I have been asked to collaborate on a book. Drag Queens are my speciality and I have worked in Cabaret shows since 1968 as well as extensively in Musical Theater, Television, Radio and Films. I really was excited and honored to help with the book and this book was an ultimate thrill for me.Thanks toYvonne Mason for her faith in me, and for having the insight to choose me to help her navigate this drag queen world. Thanks to Peter for his energy and Marvolous Wit…We will always be connected with this superb Book! ”

Vicky Lane

Here is the link that will take you directly to the Nook book. Soon in about 6-8 weeks you will be able to purchase the lovely little jewel on Amazon and Barnes and Noble in Book form. Until then you can purchase it on Lulu.com and on my online bookstore at http://thebookattic.ecrater.com

http://www.barnesandnoble.com/s/The-Pink-Canary?keyword=The+Pink+Canary&store=ebook&iehack=%E2%98%A0

You do not want to miss the adventures of Lola aka Lou, Leary the Key West Detective, Penelope the insane sidekick and the one and only Vicky Lane.

August 12, 2012 Posted by | Books | , , , , , , , , , , , , | Leave a comment

The Long Awaited Pink Canary Has Flown the Coop

The Pink Canary

The long awaited Pink Canary has finally flown the coop. It was released yesterday is currently available at http://www.lulu.com/shop/yvonne-mason/the-pink-canary/paperback/product-20322506.html and on Amazon Kindle athttp://www.amazon.com/The-Pink-Canary-ebook/dp/B008VEL1SC/ref=sr_1_26?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1344599833&sr=1-26&keywords=yvonne+mason  It will soon in about 6-8 weeks be live as a book on Amazon and Barnes and Noble as well as nook. This book will be availabe through the book distributor Baker and Taylor so you can ask for it at your local store.

This little book has been a joy to write. Not only is it a murder mystery it is also comedy. I have reached out to the gay community in this book with the help of two of my best friends one who has been in the entertainment business for over 40 years. The one and only Vicky Lane

Vicky Lane

Vicky not only graciously helped to navigate me through the waters of the Drag Queen world she also appears in the book. To add to that she kindly wrote the forward for the book. 

“There are bodies piling up in Key West…. Serial Killer?  The bodies showing up outside a famous drag bar….is that a clue or a coincidence?  A book that delves into the Life of a Drag Queen and a marvelous “Who done it?”  Clever! Let’s go into their world of Mascara  and Stiletto Heels and observe. Who could be killing all these gay men and why?    

Yvonne Mason is the master, or mistress, of mystery in this rip roaring, fishnet stocking twisiting comedy mystery tale. This story could very well could have really happened as Yvonne Mason connects this story with some undisputed truth and history of NYC underworld and the “World Famous 82 Club”… it just might have happened, see for yourself… 

The local detectives and cops go on a case that has been haunting the head detective and the main character since their days in the Big Apple. Does the detective has a love/hate relationship with the Drag Queen or is it a lot less Hate and more Love than admitted? Exciting and Hilarious! Who will be next on the list of murder?

 The story is as seen through the main character’s eyes and what eyes they are!  Lou the mild mannered detective by day and Lola a FABULOUS drag queen by night who can get into all kinds of trouble!! How her friends try to help her find the killer and catch the monster behind these unspeakable murders. 

I have been a Drag Queen for over 40 years and this is the first time I have been asked to collaborate on a book. Drag Queens are my speciality and I have worked in Cabaret shows since 1968 as well as extensively in Musical Theater, Television, Radio and Films. I really was excited and honored to help with the book and this book was an ultimate thrill for me.Thanks toYvonne Mason for her faith in me, and for having the insight to choose me to help her navigate this drag queen world. Thanks to Peter for his energy and Marvolous Wit…We will always be connected with this superb Book!” 

Vicky Lane

Next I have to thank another charcter in the book my friend and staunchest supporter Peter Fundora. He is Penelope. 

Peter aka Penelope

He allowed me to use his stores and his adventures when he dressed as a trailer trash drag queen to make The Pink Canary so hysterically funny. 

My editor Kelly Koch who is just starting out in the business at http://dressingyourbook.wordpress.com she not only edits books, she can make your resume sing for you. She is also proficent at creating business cards and editing and polishing papers, journals just about anything you need done. Check her out.

This book is probably one of my greatest creations to date. It is funny, yet suspenseful.It is a must read.

You can find all of my books on Amazon, Kindle, Nook and my online bookstore at http://thebookattic.ecrater.com and yes they will arrive to you signed.   

 

August 10, 2012 Posted by | Books | , , , , , , , , , , , , , | 1 Comment

My Target Market for The Pink Canary

The Pink Canary

As most of you know I write in a variety of genres. It just depends on the mood of the voices in my head. The book that will be released soon  titled The Pink Canary was inspired by a friend of mine who is into Camaros. She had seen a pink camaro and was texting someone that she had seen it. She misspelled Camaro and it wound up being Canary. Now I do not believe in coincidence I believe things happen for a reason.

As soon as she told me what she had done the story was created. I knew I had to tap into a new market. One that I had never written for before. The beauty was I had the suport of my best friend who just happens to be gay. He was all for it. But then he is biased anyway.

Before I even started the book which happens to be about a Drag Queen who owns a club in Key West, I went hunting for research. It was a two fold mission. One I wanted to know everything I could about the culture , the dialouge and the life of Drag Queens. Second I wanted to be respectful of that profession and the gay community in general as well as be entertaining.

During my quest for knowledge I looked up professional Drag Queens who have performed on stage. I watched videos, read their websites and listened to them. One in particular has become a wonderful friend and mentor. Her name is Vicky Lane. She performed for over 40 years in New York and Canada. She didn’t know me from Adam’s house cat, but when I contacted her and explained to her my project she came on board like she had known me for years. I could not have written this book in the vein I wrote it had it not been for her help. Vicky I owe you so much.

The One and Only Vicky Lane

She is on my friends page on facebook hook up with her.

She is amazing

My best friend Peter what would I do without him. In the Pink Canary he is Penelope. The comedy routine that Penelope performs really happened to Peter. When I heard the story I laughed until I cried. Peter has been one of my biggest fans since day one. He truly is a diamond. I cherish his friendship and love him like a brother. The costume and outfits really exist. I have proof.

Peter aka Penelope

This is the second outfit Penelope wears she adds the horrid scarf. This is one book that you not only will not want to miss, but you will want to share with everyone you know.

August 6, 2012 Posted by | Books, Uncategorized | , , , , , , , , , | Leave a comment

The Pink Canary- You Only Thought Murder Was Dull!

Here is a little taste just to wet your whistle of the newest book I am currently working on. As with a good soup one can not rush it. All the ingredients must blend together to make a lip smacking, tongue rolling, belly rubbing soup. So it is with a good book. One must allow all the ingredients blend together to make a page turning, heart pounding, eyeball rolling read. I have enlisted two friends of mine who walk the path of  the environment that is the heart of this book. My best friend in the world Peter Fundora and one of the foremost Drag Queens who is now retired Vicky Lane. If it were not for these wonderful people I would not be able to write this wonderful comedic murder mystery in the vein that calls to me. Both people are in this book and they are a hoot! Yes, it is fiction – but as with all things in my head, it could happen.

The One and Only Vicky Lane

Both of these wonderful people contribute so much to this little jewel that I can never repay them. I can only love them and hold them close. So with that being said- enjoy this little excerpt and know that this Diamond will be release sometime this year.

The Pink Canary

Penelope the Hostess with the Mostest Stage Name Delilah Doublewide

Chapter Three

  Patrick Leary O’Riley, Detective, poured himself out of his car and walked toward the alley which held the victim. He had a mother of a headache, his eyes were watering like faucets and he couldn’t stop sneezing. As he blew his nose and walked toward the alley which had been taped off he wondered why he wasn’t home in bed.

Patty as he was known to his family and Leary as he was known to his co-workers had been a detective in New York, his parents had been first generation Irish Immigrants and he still spoke with a brogue. He was dark haired, fiery tempered and had green eyes that were almost reptilian. He stood a little over six feet tall in his stocking feet. He towered over most people and could appear quite intimidating when the need arose thanks to his tough New York upbringing in the mean streets of Brooklyn.

He had in a moment of insanity quit his job on the lower East Side and moved to Paradise. What was he thinking? He hated sand between his toes, he was blinded by constant sunlight and he was terrified of the water. What made him think he would like Key West? Wait it was a woman. Then that fell through.

So here he was stuck in Paradise, among the tourists, the artists, the strange and unusual locals and then there were…. He just let that thought hang in the wind as he looked down at the body, or what was left of a body. To make matters worse, She was standing off the side giving her statement to the first cop on the scene.

The “She” was “Lola” who had been a thorn in his side since way before he left the Lower East Side. He knew Lola from her day job. Actually Lola was a he named Lou  Private Dick who worked out of a cold water flat in Queens. Their history included a woman’s son who had disappeared. The cops had no clue as to what happened to him the body or what was left of it after it was  found months later floating in the Hudson. It had been wedged on a bridge pilling and the only way it was identified was by the teeth. The coroner couldn’t even determine cause of death, he had a theory due to the extra hole in the skull, but the skeleton showed blunt force trauma as well.

Leary had worked the case for months first as a missing person and then as a homicide but it was as if this kid just disappeared and then reappeared out of nowhere. He did find out  that he worked in one of the many gay clubs on the lower east side but no one was talking. The case was eventually closed as an unsolved, the box put away on a shelf in storage with other unsolved cases and the precinct  moved on to the next murder, rape and mayhem that was as much a part of the city as the population.

The boy’s mother started looking through the yellow pages for a private detective to find out what happened to her only son. She was turned down time after time until she called Lou. He listened with interest as she told him about her boy. Lou was short on clients and low on funds, the rent and utilities were coming due and this woman was willing to pay whatever it took to find out what happened to her child. It didn’t hurt that she was from Manhattan and had more money than Donald Trump. She was willing to spend it all to get answers.

She hired him to find out what happened to her son. She decided that if anyone could ferret out the person who had so brutally murdered her dear boy, Lou could. She gave him the name of the detective who had handled the case and thus began the love hate relationship between Lola and Leary.

Lou started his quest looking at all the gay nightclubs in the lower east side, which was where the boy’s mother said she had last heard he was trolling. No one would talk to him. He was the wrong gender and he smelled of cop. So Lou being the resourceful person he was decided, if you can’t beat them why not join them.

Hence, Lola was born. Her first attempts at dressing in drag were a fiasco. The makeup was wrong, the outfits looked like something from the local thrift store and in fact they were from the local thrift store. She couldn’t walk in her heels without twisting her ankle and her wigs, they were, well they just were. Sadly she was made before she had been on the mean streets for fifteen minutes in his new persona. This was getting her no place fast. She still smelled of cop. So no one would talk to her.

Lola went back to square one and started trolling the clubs as Lou. He dressed in understated clothes and studied the acts on stage, their moves, clothes, makeup and body language, then he cultivated one of the performers as a “friend” so he could learn and do those things as a Drag Queen. Not just a Queen but as one who could draw attention to herself.

He frequented a club in Brooklyn Heights called The Lion’s Den. It was located on 23 Lexington Ave. in Brooklyn and he had been told it was one of the best places to go for quality entertainment by Drag Queens. That is where he hit pay dirt. One of the stars by the name of Vicky Lane took an interest in him after he took a chance and explained to her what he was trying to do. He explained to her his fiasco trying to transform into drag and she laughed till she almost cried. Vicky took Lou under her wing and in no time Lola was born, a stunning, sexy, vibrant, eye popping female. Vicky spent hours teaching Lola how to walk, talk and behave the proper way. Then she taught Lola how to perform before a live audience. After several weeks of being mentored Lola was ready to go hunting.

She dressed in the most outlandish costumes she could find, costumes that were revealing without exposing anything. They just hinted at what might or might not be underneath. Her wigs were an outward sign of what kind of day she was having while her jewelry was a visual expression of her exquisite taste. She began to troll every club where the newly departed might have frequented. The reception was very different from the one she received as Lou. People talked to her.

She spent night after night becoming a regular at the different clubs making new friends and talking to people. After two months of walking in heels till her feet hurt and spending hours transforming her outward appearance into that of a female she hit pay dirt.

One of the girls told Lola that the “boy” she was looking for had told everyone that he had gotten a gig at 82 Club over on 82East 4th Street in the East Village. It was only a small part, but according to the source it was a step in the right direction. The “boy” had wanted to break into the business and this had been his chance.  She said that was the last time they ever saw him.

The 82 Club’s reputation went as far back as the 1920’s when it first opened as a private speakeasy club during prohibition. It was in the basement of a bigger building and the only way one could get to it was around a back alley which lent to the appearance of privacy and ambience for the rich and famous and not so famous and the day to day activities of the mob.

Upon entering the small club, the first thing one noticed was the stag was behind the bar. There was only enough seating for about 150 people at a time and there was always a line waiting to get in that is unless you were one of the beautiful people or a regular which Vicky was. She and her friends would travel east over the Brooklyn Bridge from the Lion’s Den after they were finished entertaining for the night and party at the 82 Club.  When Lola found out the “Boy’s” last known destination was the 82 club, he called Vicky. She asked Vicky if she would introduce her to the “Club” so she could see if the boy had actually performed there or if he had been seen there at any time.

Vicky being Vicky and loving a good mystery agreed. But Lola had to go with them not Lou. Lola would blend where as Lou being Lou would stand out like a sore thumb. This would be Lola’s debut so to speak because Lola also had another request. She wanted to be introduced to someone who would give her a job.

The 82 Club had been the place all the beautiful people back in the day; these days she was beginning to take on the persona of beauty gone horribly wrong. Even though the photos of all the starts like Betty Davis, Blondie and David Bowie still hung on the wall as one entered the club, those days were long gone.

It also drew the likes of the Genovese crime family who used it as a front to run their syndicate business of profit skimming, money laundering, selling of non-taxed or stolen booze, trafficking boys, distributing heroin and to blackmail the rich and powerful clientele.

Part of the dark history of this famous club including a professional hit on one Stephen Franse, who the story had it was ordered killed by Vito Genovese on June 19, 1953 as he left the club. The story went that Vito’s wife Anna was long rumored to be a lesbian, and proved the theory that “Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned.” She began to seek retribution and was a very dangerous adversary. Genovese had assigned Stephen Franse to keep Anna in line during a very messy divorce. Franse failed big time in this job. Anna tipped off the Federal Authorities to her ex-husband Vito’s alleged interest in numerous nightclubs. Vito in retaliation and to make a statement left Frense’s badly beaten body face down on the rear floor of his car and parked the car in front of 164 East Thirty-Seventh St. The last Frense was seen by any one was at 4:30am when he left 82 Club headed to a restaurant at 59th St and Madison Ave.

But the most important reputation of the 82 Club was the influential Drag Revue. It became known as the place to jump start one’s career in the industry. If one made it there one became known and could work any stage in any club.

It was to this environment that the “boy” entered and never returned. It was a start for Lou as Lola to find the answers.

Vicky gladly introduced Lola to all those in the know at the 82 Club. She even was instrumental in getting Lola that much needed interview. The day Lola walked into the club to interview she was greeted by stale cigarette smoke and even more stale beer, the mirrored walls held her image as she walked the length of the club while the strobe lighted globes which hung over head dimly lit the way.

The club’s history had left its mark of tragedy and sadness which permeated the walls like bad mold. Even the photographs of the rich, famous and not so famous did nothing to dispel the depression that fell on Lola as she made her way to the bartender whose name she had been told was Butch.

At first glance Lola thought Butch was a male but upon closer inspection she noticed that Butch was indeed a female. Lola struck up a conversation by asking about the club and the history she had learned. Butch had to answer her by holding a microphone up to her throat because she had no voice box.

“Yeah, my partner Tommy and I have been here for longer than I can count. She runs the door at night while I work the bar. No, it isn’t the glamour spot it was back in the day, but she is like an old queen she is still beautiful.” Butch said as she lovingly looked around the tattered and worn out club.

“I know what you mean.”  Lola said as she too looked around and gingerly sat on a bar stool. “I heard that in her day she was a grand old dame. I want to help bring her back to her former glory. I have a proposition for the manager that is too good to pass up. Is he around?”

Butch looked Lola up and down with an appreciative eye. She noticed the hanging bag that Lola had draped on the chair next to her and the fact that Lola was dressed fit to kill. Smiling appreciatively she picked up the house phone and spoke in a low voice to someone on the other end.

The manager of the club, who wore his lowlife image like a tuxedo, had her do an onsite audition. He walked lazily out of the dark recesses of the club. His look of boredom made Lola want to slap him just to get his attention. He held an unlit cigar between his yellowed teeth and it jiggled up and down as he talked. He was dressed in grey slacks that looked like he had slept in them and his shirt had evidence of his last meal still attached to it. Lola noticed mustard and what could have passed for pastrami. He wore so much cologne it would have choked a horse, but it couldn’t mask the immense body odor that emitted from his body. His oily black hair shone in the dimly lit room like a beacon in the night. His hawkish nose was the main feature on his face and his beady eyes tried to undress Lola as he approached. The beefy hands kneaded his legs as if they had a mind of his own and Lola noticed the slight bulge in his pants as he got closer to her.

Great an asshole just what I need.  She thought.

“Well, little lady can you sing, do you dance, do you strip? Just what are your talents?” He asked as he looked up and down her body. “Show me what you got.”

Biting her tongue, Lola smiled with her mouth but not her eyes.

“Well, sweetie,” she said as she slowly walked toward him her other set of clothes hanging on her finger as it lay across her shoulder. “Show me to the nearest dressing so a girl can change and I will give you a show you won’t forget.

He unashamedly eyed Lola as she stood in front of him with her free hand on her hip. “Go out that door behind me turn to the right and the dressing room is the first door on the right. By the way what do you want to boys to play for you?”

He looked over at the band who looked they were refugees from the Titanic. Their hollowed out eyes, tired faces and bored looks, gave Lola pause.

“Do you think they know “It Raining Men?”

“No problem. Boys can you handle it?”

“Sure Boss, just let us know when she is ready. Do you want an intro?”

Lola nodded. “ Yes, eight bars.”

Lola followed the directions to the dressing room such as it was. Changed into her smashing black sequined gown with the cut out back, changed into her black stilettos, grabbed her black silk umbrella gave her face a quick look in the mirror and was met at the door by Tommy.

“Boss told me to show you how to get to the stage and to let the band know when you are ready.”

Lola followed Tommy to the right side of the stage and stood just out of sight. Tommy walked across the stage and motioned to the band and they started the intro. Lola stood in the wings and counted down the intro “one, two three four, two,two three four, three, three four. She continued this until she had counted down eight bars at the end of the eight bar she stuck her left fishnet clad leg out of the wings singing as she began to strut her stuff.

“ Hi – Hi! We’re your Weather Girls – Ah-huh –
And have we got news for you – You better listen!
Get ready, all you lonely girls
and leave those umbrellas at home. – Alright! –

Humidity is rising – Barometer’s getting low
According to our sources, the street’s the place to go
Cause tonight for the first time
Just about half-past ten
For the first time in history
It’s gonna start raining men.”

Her voice had such a sultry, sexy, throaty quality about it that the manager found himself sitting on the edge of his chair suddenly wide awake even though he had only had a couple hours of sleep. He noticed that the band had become resurrected from their former comatose state. They appeared to actually enjoy this tall, leggy, liquid blue eyed woman in front of them singing and not lip syncing.  He was shocked she actually had a great voice and she looked good, not like his previous “Queens” who could never get their makeup right, wore thrift store clothes that made them look like refuges and couldn’t keep up with the songs they lip synced. The girl had talent and on top of that she was classy.

He smiled as he watched her, “she will certainly add some class to the place, and those eyes, they bore right to the soul.”   He thought as he listened with his eyes and ears. She had something and he intended to capitalize on “That Something”.

The song lasted for a total of eight minutes which was a record. No audition had ever lasted that long, they barely made it a minute and a half. His club was not known for its class acts. After all this was the lower east side and only the belly of society frequented his establishment. But with Lola, he could turn this place around. He would actually be able to pay his bills and maybe he could entice her… He let that thought roll around in his head like a ball in an old pin ball machine and he actually smiled.  “Yes indeed happy days were here again.”

As Lola sang she watched the Manager’s body language. He was a slime bag, who used his acts for his own self-serving purposes. He probably pimped them out and threatened them if they didn’t do his bidding.  But he loved her act; she saw it in his face.

Lola went undercover in the club. She worked there a year watching, asking questions and making allies. She found out the boy had been molested and murdered by a jealous wanna be lover which just happened to be the son of the owner of the nightclub, at least this was the story that was released by the cops. This really pissed her off because it hadn’t been the asshole manager. The manager bought the club from the owner after the trial and conviction and it was never the same. The once elegant star studded club fell into ruins with illegal drugs, debauchery, prostitution and nightly shootings.  The cops visited the club as much as the patrons but it wasn’t for entertainment unless you called arrests entertainment. It became known as the hot spot for drugs, prostitutes both male and female and other debauchery and illegal activities. Some of the Queens who entertained there started disappearing on regular basis. When asked, the new owner said they just moved on to other watering grounds and it was never questioned. Those who ran in those circles knew the girls moved around alot.

Leary worked some of the cases of those missing Queens when they were reported by family members as missing, but they were never solved. Finally the club was raided one too many times and was boarded up and reposed by the bank. The employees moved on to other endeavors, Leary went back to solving the many homicides which occurred on a daily basis in the city and the past was put in that box where all past goes.

After the close call with death, while solving the death of the kid Lola left the Lower East side for sunny and laid back Key West.  The case almost cost Lola her own life. If it had not been for Patrick Leary O’Riley, Lola would have died the same way as the boy and it would not have been pretty.  Leary had lost contact with her over the years. The last he heard she had gone back to her day job and persona of Lou.

Funny how life turns out sometimes.

Now, here they both were standing within the same proximity of yep you guessed it, a Drag Queen. Give me strength!  Leary thought to himself as he bent down to look over the body.

May 16, 2012 Posted by | Books | , , , , , , , , , , , , , | 7 Comments

   

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