A Dead End (A Saints & Strangers Cozy Mystery Book 1) - Plot & Excerpts
The Phillies were playing on three of the wide-screened televisions and the noise level in the bar rose and fell with each swing of the bat. Kit wound her way through the crowd, praying that no one recognized her. Based on the audience demographics, she had a feeling that there were plenty of Fool’s Gold fans in this group. The fact that she wore her brown hair loose down her back was helpful. Ellie’s hair was usually slicked back in a no-nonsense ponytail. “I withdraw my vote for a night on the dark side. Why in God’s name would you choose this place?” Crispin hissed. “Crossing the bridge into Eastdale is bad enough. I saw a guy wearing socks with sandals.” “You like sports,” she replied. “I like cricket and tennis,” he snapped. “Not pot-bellied old men squatting behind a plate. They look like they’re fed a diet of Twinkies and hot dogs.” “When you put it that way, it does seem unappealing,”
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