Dead Is Just A Dream - [Dead Is - 08] - Plot & Excerpts
The house was more modern looking than the Wilders’, and I could see an enormous guitar-shaped pool through the trees. Before she opened the Black Opal, Teddie had been a successful musician, but I’d never realized that she was so rich. Daisy parked in the long driveway right next to a newer-model BMW. The slick luxury car didn’t really seem like Teddie’s style. The old dusty Jeep, its tailgate nearly covered with bumper stickers, seemed more her speed. Jensen Kenton got out of the BMW. “Hi, Mr. Kenton,” I said. “What are you doing here?” He didn’t seem to mind my nosy question. “Ms. Myles just bought one of my new paintings. I wanted to deliver it personally.” He pulled the painting from the car and held it out to inspect it. “Would you mind shutting the trunk for me?” As I did so, I noticed an open container of miscellaneous stuff that looked like a lost and found box. “Why are you girls here today?” Mr. Kenton asked as we walked to the house. “My boyfriend’s band is recording here,”
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