Hiding Gladys (A Cleo Cooper Mystery) - Plot & Excerpts
Today was the last day of initial testing for this project, the light at the end of the tunnel was getting brighter and it seemed now that maybe that light wasn’t a train barreling down on me after all. Maybe. My head already ached from my encounter with the newlyweds, Mr. and Mrs. Thorpe. Rubbing my temple I opened the door for Tulip. She crossed the hay field and disappeared into the woods as I followed at a more sedate pace. As soon as I stepped under the green canopy of pines and hardwoods, the faraway, reassuring throb of two diesel engines at my site acted like balm to my ragged nerve endings. I had so many questions, and they all seemed to go back to that first day when someone had watched me at the well where I found Irene’s body—someone who knew it was there. Someone smoking cigarillos. It worked to my advantage that the sheriff believed Robert Earle to be Irene’s killer; no danger of him shutting down my site for my protection.
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