It was decrepit, held together by duct tape and hope and fueled by desperation. I needed another one but couldn’t bring myself to spend any of my quickly dwindling resources on something that was only going to cost me more and more as I went. When I had time, I was going to have someone come out ...
There was an alleyway to the left of it, and a vacant storefront on the right. It all looked ready to tumble down around Minnie’s ears. I entered, the buzzer sounding. Minnie was on the phone, whispering and looking flustered, her puffy cheeks ruddy. She muttered something hastily, and hung up. &...
Murder? I made a startled sound, and she eyed me as she chuckled a throaty, wickedly lovely sound. She still had it, the vixenish sex appeal, even at eighty. “Yes, I said murder! Fortunately it was not murder, and the police figured it out. I was having a bit of a tumble w...
What did she tell you?” Was the mystery going to be solved as easily as that? She’d love to be able to tell Clutch what happened to his child. Lynnsey shook her head, her mane of auburn curls bouncing. “She told me some, but not all. We got interrupted. She had phoned me f...
She had called Haskell Lockland from Mrs. Stubbs’s room and the gentleman came right over, asked Mrs. Stubbs all about it and was able, with the help of a collections assistant at the Wolverhampton Howler, to verify her story about Mrs. Dumpe’s July 4, 1993, accident. He called the court secretar...
Did she say that Detective Yummers has the hots for you?” Jaymie sighed. In a town as small as Queensville, she supposed it was inevitable that a guy as good-looking as Detective Christian would have dozens of women swooning over him and giving him silly nicknames. When she’d first seen him, she’...
“Shut up, willya?” he said, his tone plaintive. She thrashed about, barked her shin on the potting bench and knocked over the garden tools; they clattered to the cement floor. She tensed to scream again, but he put one rough, smelly hand over her mouth, muffling her effect...