Phantoms Can Be Murder: Charlie Parker Mystery #13 - Plot & Excerpts
I noticed that his shirt had some kind of food stain on the front and his cardigan sweater hung a little off-kilter, as if he’d not looked in the mirror when dressing this morning. The lack of a woman’s influence was beginning to show. Maybe that’s why they had all begun showing up, to mother him. “Do you have a spare minute?” I asked. The half-smile vanished. I gave myself a kick—of course, he had all the minutes in the world, now that his life had been turned upside down. No job, no wife, no reason to put on clean clothes in the morning. “I’m sorry, Archie. I—” “It’s fine, Charlie. I’ve got the time.” He ushered me toward the stock room. I pulled out my notepad. “I’m trying to piece together a few details about those incidents that frightened Dolly so badly. I would appreciate anything you can remember about each of them.” He stood very still. “Louisa studies the paranormal, you know.” Technically, the truth. I pushed on with my questions. “For instance, the time that the tea in her cup went from cold to scalding hot.
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