The Elvis impersonators were dead ringers for the King. Very dead.
Harley Jean Davidson's job as a Memphis tour guide is about to get even stranger than usual.
"Hey," she called, "last stop for all Elvi. This is it, sir. Sir?"
He didn't respond, just remained in his seat on the bus, staring out the window. Maybe he'd gotten cold feet about the Elvis contest. With a sigh, Harley walked to the back.
"Hey, buddy," she said when she reached his seat, "we're here. Time to go on stage and sing your heart out. Knock 'em dead."
When he still didn't respond, Harley put a hand on his shoulder to give him a slight shake. He slumped forward, his head hit the back of the seat in front of him, and she jumped into the aisle. The hilt of a knife protruded from his back. She froze. This couldn't be happening. Not to him, not to her, again.
She leaned closer, and the rusty smell of blood made her stomach lurch. Backing slowly away, she fumbled at her waist for the cell phone that she now kept tethered to her with a chain, and hit speed dial. The police dispatcher answered quickly.
"Nine-one-one?" Harley said in a voice that sounded a lot calmer than she felt. "We have another dead Elvis."
Virginia Brown is the author of more than 50 novels, including the best-selling Dixie Divas Mysteries and now, the Blue Suede Memphis Mysteries, starring Harley Jean Davidson. Look for new books in both series, coming in 2012 and 2013.
©2012 Virginia Brown (P)2012 Bell Bridge Books
It had many funny incidents,
They are both very good readers.
is more than one elvis elvi?
I found the narration to be difficult to listen to, accents annoying.
It had potential as a story line and that was what drew me to it but other than the first paragraph it couldn't hold my interest.
Accents seemed forced and voices had little inflection.
Didn't listen to it enough to identify one.
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