I’d warned Cole Clanton that he faced a police investigation if anything happened to Nick, but there were others who found Nick unlovable: the voluptuous Lisa Sanford; her husband, Brian; Albert Harris, who thought he deserved to share in the riches cascading into Phidippus’s pocket; and Nick’s bum cousin Bill Magruder, who would be a very rich young man if anything happened to Nick. I wouldn’t relax until each and every one realized they would be suspect in another attack. Seriously rich . . . As a motive for murder, it was hard to pick between sex and money, but money might win by a nose. • • • Head-high sunflowers, their bright yellow petals brilliant in the October sun, were bunched on either side of the worn front steps. The stately flowers added charm to the shabby old apartment house. I checked the mail slots. More than half were nameless. Bill Magruder was in apartment 6. The front door opened readily. Midway down the dim hallway, I skirted a cooler outside of one door.
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