…..William Shakespeare 13. I headed north to Lenox Square shopping mall and Becca Tournay’s hotel across the street, trying out questions as I drove that would tell me if she had killed Mitchell Sanders. After all, if Sanders had a part in the blackmail scheme, she would have an excellent motive...
I left my purse and groceries on the porch, let Alfie out of the house, and walked across the goat yard to catch him before he evaded me. “Evening Fletcher. What’s up?” He gave me his usual you’re as dumb as dirt look. “What’s up? Gasoline and taxes, that’s what. You walk all the way out here to ...