Death By Sunken Treasure (A Hayden Kent Mystery Book 2) - Plot & Excerpts
Mallory would be at my door before too long. I’d sent her a text last night about the state of my car and asked her to drive. The thought of my vandalized car angered me. Such a senseless act. If someone wanted me gone, flattening two tires was not the way to do it. I padded my way to the shower. The sting of cool water beat down on my overheated body. I dialed the control down even cooler, plunked a eucalyptus tablet on the floor, and let the scent and cascading water soothe away the worst of the headache. Then I turned the temperature to hot. As the clouds of steam enveloped me, I glanced at the tablet remains at my feet. The little golden blob reminded me of the doubloon the man had slammed on the bar. Doubloons. They were turning up everywhere. I cut the water off, grabbed a turquoise terry bath sheet, and wrapped it around to hug me. My thoughts returned to the conversation I had overheard the night before. While sorting through my one-piece bathing suits, I replayed bits of last night’s events.
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