Death Runs Adrift (The Gray Whale Inn Mysteries) - Plot & Excerpts
Matilda said, still staring at the bottle. “Now I know who it was.” “You really think a priest was responsible for this?” I asked. “What better cover?” She glanced at me. “Nobody’s going to go after the local priest.” “Apparently someone did,” I pointed out. She replaced the cork on the bottle. “True.” “Natalie?” It was Beryl, from somewhere up above us. “What did you find?” “Lots of bottles,” I called up. “I’ll be right up.” As I headed for the bottom of the ladder, Matilda’s light found a crate of empty bottles stacked in front of a line of barrels. “Aha.” “What?” “I think I know why someone may have done him in.” I paused. “Why?” “Ever heard of the Real McCoy?” she asked. “You mentioned him the other day,”
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