Karen’s Killer Fixin’s
**AUTHOR SPECIAL**
with LALA CORRIERE!

Welcome to my Friday bonus feature called Karen’s Killer Fixin’s **Author Special**!! Today, in lieu of one of my own recipes, I’m going to introduce you to a new author who will share one of her favorite recipes. Not only will you and I occasionally learn how to make something new and delicious, but we’ll get a chance to check out some wonderful authors. Introducing author, LALA CORRIERE, and her favorite recipe for LALA’S BLACK TIE SALMON.

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BYE BYE BONES
A Cassidy Clark Novel, Book 1
BY LALA CORRIERE

Blurb

Jaxon Giles’ beloved dog is dead. He can’t prove it, but he knows who killed Gecko. His stalking ex-wife wants to take away anything and anyone he loves.

Private investigator Cassidy Clark agrees to run surveillance, while in the midst of helping the city of Tucson.

Women are disappearing. Gone. Were they murdered? Kidnapped and being held captive? A cult that enticed them to leave all belongings behind?

Without bodies and any crime scenes, there is no DNA. No evidence. No trace.

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Gutsy investigator Cassidy Clark is the star of “Bye Bye Bones,” a thriller that crackles with snappy dialogue and feisty females. Tucson author Lala Corriere expertly tracks a series of abductions, including that of a powerful Arizona congresswoman, building this savvy suspense novel to a breath-taking conclusion.

• Betty Webb, best-selling author of “Desert Rage,” “Desert Wives,” and other best-selling Lena Jones mysteries.

BYE BYE BONES
A Cassidy Clark Novel, Book 1
BY LALA CORRIERE

EXCERPT

It is said every human has an evil eye.

Seeing through it is what becomes disturbing.

 

Mirror, mirror, on the wall,
Time for the pretty ones to fall.

Chapter One

JAXON GILES PUKED over the edge of his front patio as he waited for the sheriff’s department to arrive. Again. Wiping his mouth with the sleeve of his suit jacket before stripping it off, he tossed the soiled Armani over the stucco wall, managing to avoid the pile of vomit.

As he dialed 911 for the umpteenth time, he felt like the male-version of Nicole Brown Simpson. “You know the house. You’ve been here before. Sandra Vickery is at it again.”

Jaxon sat down on the second travertine step and loosened his tie. February in the desert brought chilly evening temperatures. The crisp air was now his friend. Hell, Fargo wouldn’t be cold enough to cool down the blood that boiled in his veins.

The red and blue lights finally made their way up his driveway and an all-too familiar deputy exited the car. Jaxon didn’t recognize his partner on the other side of the car.

“Mr. Giles, to what do we owe the honor?”

“She was just here. Again.”

“Who?”

“You know damn well. My ex.”

“Did she cause you physical harm this time?”

“She was pulling out of the back drive when I got home.”

“No verbal threats?”

“Non-verbal. A nice big finger waving at me and you know which one.”

“Property damage?”

“No. Because my dog is not my property. He’s my goddamned family.”

“You need to calm down, Mr. Giles.” The deputy thumbed through his notes and, after a long sigh, said, “So, I see here from dispatch that you arrived home approximately forty minutes ago to find your ex-wife pulling out of your back driveway, flipping you the finger, to quote you, and only later you discovered your dog in the backyard. Deceased.”

“If you think five-minutes is later, that is correct. You’ve been here how many times? You know she’s the one who killed Gecko!”

“The only thing I know right now is your emotional state has me most concerned.”

The deputy motioned to his sidekick before turning his gaze to Jaxon. “My partner will escort you inside your home while I check out your backyard, okay?”

Jaxon nodded, understanding the stern verbal hint. He knew if he weren’t careful he’d be the one spending the night in a jail cell. After following the second deputy indoors, he poured himself a scotch, neat.

Worried about his girlfriend, Jessica Silva, he checked his watch. It was 10:15 and Jessica, a local evening news anchor, would be on the air. And safe. Maybe.

Fifteen minutes later there was a rap at his back kitchen door. The first deputy entered, just ending a phone call.

“I can’t see any signs of foul play, Mr. Giles. Your dog shows no trace of injury.”

“Dead is injured!” Jaxon exclaimed.

“I just took a call from another squad car that drove to Ms. Vickery’s home. The funny thing is that she was home, sitting in the living room watching television. She had no problem letting our deputies inside. In fact, they report she had been sitting on her sofa knitting a baby blanket.”

“Don’t you get it by now? There is no goddamned baby. She’s brilliant at this game. I haven’t touched this woman in over two years and yet she insists she’s carrying my baby. Maybe she’s delivering an elephant and going for twenty-two months. Either way, it isn’t mine.”

“Didn’t you report a burglary about a year ago at this property? No sign of forced entry?”

“It was nineteen months ago. The place was ransacked. Vandalized. The deputies asked me if anyone had a key to my home. At first I said no but then remembered my housekeeper kept one.

“They wanted to question her, and they did, but I was the one to put the pieces together. My housekeeper has been with me for years. And suddenly, she also began cleaning my ex’s house.”

“But your wife was cleared, along with the housekeeper.”

“Ex-wife!”

The lead deputy took a seat on the leather sofa. “Then give me something. Right now we can’t even bring her in for questioning.”

Jaxon blurted out, “You won’t touch her because she donates to all of your fundraisers. I get it. She’s Tucson’s own little heiress. Vickery Pools. You guys won’t do anything but kiss her royal ass.”

He knew he was crossing the line. Frustrated, he tossed his hands up in the air and rolled his head from shoulder to shoulder, well aware of every knot and pop.

“I’m ordering an autopsy for my dog, Gecko. They’ll take tissue samples and test for drugs. You’ll see soon enough. My dog was poisoned.”

“Might help.” The deputy paused, took a deep breath, “Why haven’t you taken out a restraining order on her?”

“Because she doesn’t want to kill me. She wants to hurt me. She wants to see me suffer.”

“Well, apparently she has. Get the restraining order. And notify all of your neighbors. This is no time to be private.”

He knew the facts. At best, that order was a worthless piece of paper. The flip side was that it might send this woman over the edge into a cavernous rage.

About Author Lala Corriere… 

Corriere is the author of five titles in suspense & thrillers. Her most recent work, Bye Bye Bones, released in November 2015. Credits include the endorsement and mentorship from the late Sidney Sheldon, listed on USA Today as MUST READ SUSPENSE, and blurbs from Betty Webb, Andrew Neiderman, J.Carson Black, Paris Afton Bonds, and KT Bryan.

A desert rat, Corriere nestles there with her husband of twenty-seven years, and two Teacup Yorkies, Finnegan and Phoebe.

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I hope you enjoy the recipe Lala is sharing with us today on Karen’s Killer Fixin’s. Happy eating!

Karen

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LALA’S BLACK TIE SALMON
[Serves 2]

While it might first look a little daunting, once you make this you’ll find it’s a breeze to prepare for any elegant occasion.

3 leeks
1 C Extra Virgin olive oil +
1 lemon
1 can chicken broth, or from your stock.
2 bunches chives
2 flat salmon filets, skin off
2 potatoes
1 Roma tomato

Chive Oil:

Cut the green parts of chive in sections and put in blender. Reserve a small amount of chives to use as a garnish. Add 1 C olive oil and process until smooth. Strain into a container. This can be done ahead of time. The color is fantastic!

Leek Sauce:

Discard dark green parts of leeks. In a large skillet, slice and sauté leeks in a small amount of EVOO, until slightly limp and translucent. Add chicken broth and the juice of ½ the lemon. I like to cut the lemon lengthwise so that I have nice wedges to use as a garnish Simmer on high, stirring often, until thickened and reduced. About ten minutes. Place sauce in a blender or processor. Make sure the lid is tight fitting. Do not use an immersion blender. Process until smooth.

Potatoes & Salmon:

Peel and shred potatoes. OR, my way. Buy the fresh already shredded potatoes, no seasoning, OR by the frozen patties. They ‘set up’ well. Add salt and pepper. In a preheated skillet coated with EVOO, press the shredded potatoes down, firmly. [If using the frozen patties you can skip this, but first brown one side and then turn.] Top the potatoes with the salmon. You will be plating individual servings, so if using potato shreds form individual foundations for each filet. When salmon is mostly cooked to your liking, carefully turn each portion to finish. 1-2 minutes.

Presentation:

Spread enough leek sauce on the center of each plate to reach an inch from the outer rim. Place the salmon/potato on top. Drizzle the outer rim of the plate with the chive oil. Garnish with small chopped chives, chopped tomato, and a wedge of lemon. VOILA!

Caveat:

It took me a couple times making this to feel comfortable, but it really is a breeze! And oh-so-elegant.

This recipe is for two, but you should have plenty of sauce and oil to stretch it to four with added salmon filets and potato.

**SPECIAL GIVEAWAY**: Lala is giving away one trade paperback copy of one of her backlist books (WIDOW’S ROW, COVERBOYS & CURSES, EVIL CRIES or KISS AND KILL) to one lucky reader who comments on her Karen’s Killer Fixin’s blog. Thank you, Lala, for sharing your stories and recipe with us.

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