In Carole Nelson Douglas' *Cat in a White Tie and Tails* , Midnight Louie goes along as chaperone when PR whiz Temple Barr and her fiance, rising media star Matt Devine, head to Chicago so she can meet his family. Matt's mother has a tragic past primed to rise and bite anybody in reach, even the ex-alley cat sleuth. When Louie is snatched, the catnapping's surprising motive loops back to Vegas and a string of unsolved murders connected to magic...and ex-magician Max Kinsella, Temple's former significant other. Skeptical homicide lieutenant C. R. Molina has commissioned Max to investigate the cold case murder she suspects he committed two years earlier. With traumatic amnesia from a recent attempt on his life, the once infallible Max is more sitting duck than predator. It will take an alliance of frenemies to solve the serial deaths before one of them joins the fatality list.
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Title Page
Copyright Notice
Dedication
Previously in Midnight Louie’s Lives and Times …
Chapter 1:
Underwater
Chapter 2:
Let the Mind Games Begin
Chapter 3:
Las Vegas Leavings
Chapter 4:
Louie on the Fly
Chapter 5:
Second City Kitty
Chapter 6:
Fast Food 4 Thought
Chapter 7:
Suite Deal
Chapter 8:
Doves vs. Pigeons
Chapter 9:
Tunnel Vision
Chapter 10:
Family … Matters
Chapter 11:
Collared
Chapter 12:
Prawn Patrol
Chapter 13:
Surprise Party
Chapter 14:
Gossip Guys: Doing One’s Nails
Chapter 15:
Prodigal Cat
Chapter 16:
Search and Unexpected Seizure
Chapter 17:
Subterranean Sunday Blues
Chapter 18:
Trapped, Stacked, and Zapped
Chapter 19:
Tail End
Chapter 20:
Lefty Behind
Chapter 21:
Past Tax Due
Chapter 22:
We Call the Wind Mariah
Chapter 23:
The Second Coming
Chapter 24:
A Tale Untold
Chapter 25:
Angst à la Carte
Chapter 26:
Lurking Lusty Laddies
Chapter 27:
Brothers, Where Art Thou?
Chapter 28:
The Post-Midnight Hour
Chapter 29:
Bye-Bye Windy Kitty
Chapter 30:
Surprise Park
Chapter 31:
Missing Links
Chapter 32:
Bad Mews
Chapter 33:
Temple’s Table of Crime Elements
Chapter 34:
Fur Flies
Chapter 35:
Double Down
Chapter 36:
I’ll Have a Double … Agent
Chapter 37:
The Shadow Nose
Chapter 38:
Game for Adventure
Chapter 39:
Cold Case Contact
Chapter 40:
Brassy and Breezy
Chapter 41:
Sob Sisters
Chapter 42:
Back to School
Chapter 43:
Alien Eyes
Chapter 44:
Midnight at the Oasis
Chapter 45:
Million-Dollar Collar
Chapter 46:
Monkey-Suit Business
Chapter 47:
After-Hours Nightmare
Chapter 48:
Bringing Down the House
Chapter 49:
Max’s Last Act
Chapter 50:
A Very Vegas Affair
Chapter 51:
Makeover of Honor
Chapter 52:
Here Comes the Bride
Chapter 53:
Evening in Paris
Chapter 54:
Meddling Belles
Chapter 55:
Twisted Tight
Chapter 56:
Rematch
Chapter 57:
Invitation to a Duel
Chapter 58:
Domesticated Species
Chapter 59:
Motorcycle Melodrama
Tailpiece:
Midnight Louie Has Mixed Feelings
Tailpiece:
Carole Nelson Douglas on Other Matters
By Carole Nelson Douglas from Tom Doherty Associates
About the Author
Copyright
Previously in
Las Vegas is my beat.
I love this rambling, gambling entertainment capital with a supersized dose of lights, action, and camera—security or otherwise.
The lights … the security and tourist cameras … and the action remain as bright and frenetic as always. Our landmark hotel-casinos and allied institutions are still puttin’ on the glitz.
Me, although a Las Vegas institution, I have always kept a low profile.
You do not hear about me on the nightly news. That is how I like it. That is the way any primo PI would like it. The name is Louie, Midnight Louie. I am a noir kind of guy, inside and out. I like my nightlife shaken, not stirred.
Being short, dark, and handsome … really short … gets me overlooked and underestimated, which is what the savvy operative wants anyway. I am your perfect undercover guy. I also like to hunker down under the covers with my little doll. So would some other guys, but they do not have my lush hirsute advantages.
