90 Days to Score: 1 (The Brinda Rose Humorous Mystery)

In Texas football isnt all fun and fanatics...it can be fatal.Two years ago Id married for love.Little had I known I was marrying into a threesome.Now my wannabe ex is dead and everybody thinks I did it.Worse-I inherited everything...including the Roughriders the NFL franchise the locals follow with a religious fervor bordering on a cult-like fanaticism.Imagine in Dallas a woman and worse a Northerner running their sainted team?My name is Brinda Rose and Im a Jersey girl caught in the net of Southern pretense privilege and back-stabbing with nary a rule book to guide me.The whole city seems out for my blood.But the NFL gave me 90 days to solve my pesky little legal issues and prove I am up to the task of running an NFL franchise. Big of them.My pal Lucky OToole sent reinforcements in the form of a long tall drink of Texas charm named Paxton Dane although hes as clueless as I am in the kind of voodoo needed to fend off the coffee-klatch of bored bitter wives of the power brokers in town.Intent on protecting their positions (even if it means defending the scum they married) they feast on newcomers with a piranha frenzy.As if this wasnt bad enough I keep seeing flashes of a guy tailing me who looks a lot like my ex.Could he be alive? The thought has me sleeping with a handgun and doubting my sanity.With a fortune on the line and everyone from players to coaches to investors to even my former father-in-law hiding secrets and working angles 90 days seems an impossibly short amount of time to solve my problems and an impossibly long amount of time to stay alive.