Bobbie Faye's (kinda, sorta, not exactly) Family Jewels, or Girls Just Wanna Have Guns

Praise for Bobbie Faye's Very (very, very, very) Bad Day

"Causey doesn't miss a beat in this wonderful, wacky celebration of Southern eccentricity."—Publisher's Weekly, starred review

"It's about time women had an Amazon to look up to... Bobbie Faye is a hurricane-force heroine who makes this novel the perfect adventure yarn."— The Tampa Tribune

"If you like Janet Evanovich, if you're looking for a lot of unlikely action (when is the last time someone you know escaped a burning boat by lassoing an oil rig?), or if you're simply having a bad day, go out and find Bobbie Faye. She's an outrageous hoot."—The New Orleans Times-Picayune

"Bobbie Faye, Southern, eloquent, kick-ass, highly accomplished and just plain nuts, is a magnet for the most colorful collection of riff-raff and the most sexually compelling males south of Minneapolis. Throw in an unlikely MacGuffin and you've got a very, (very, very, very) entertaining book."—Harley Jane Kozak, Agatha, Anthony, and Macavity award-winning author of Dating Dead Men

It had been a whole freaking month since Bobbie Faye Sumrall had blown up anything or been shot at, and that was almost a new record. Then her diva cousin Francesca waltzed up to where she manned the gun counter in Ce Ce's Cajun Outfitter and Feng Shui Emporium and everything just went to hell. Fast.

Francesca's mom has disappeared with exceptionally valuable diamonds swiped from Francesca's dad (difficult marriage) so of course Francesca broadcast to every insane psycho that Bobbie Faye could recover the ersatz family jewels.

Accused of one man's murder, Bobbie Faye's on the run as an unintentional Pied Piper to a rabid band of thieves. She has to find the diamonds, figure out the motives of the dead sexy FBI agent who's pressing her for more than just the jewels, all while racing to side-step her steamy (and steamed) detective ex-boyfriend before the deadline arrives and the diamonds disappear.