Monk Goes to Germany CHAPTER FIFTEEN Mr. Monk Sees a Corpse We’d barely been in Germany for twenty-four hours and we were about to see a dead body. It’s not exactly on my list of things to do when I go someplace new. But the same thing happened when Monk followed me to Hawaii, when we went to a wine tasting in Napa, and when he was a guest at my brother’s wedding. Wherever Monk goes, you can always count on a dead body showing up sooner or later. Maybe that’s why he never received invitations to weddings, anniversaries, birthdays, parties, movie screenings, time-share presentations, or anything else. Nothing kills a good time faster than a killing. He attracts more death than Jessica Fletcher and she’s practically the Grim Reaper in a housedress. The crime scene was one of those duplexes built in the foothills below the forest, right under the shadow of the Franziskushohe. The duplex was a wide A-frame with matching front doors and windows. I’m sure that Monk appreciated the perfect symmetry.
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