Pillow Stalk (A Mad For Mod Mystery) - Plot & Excerpts
They started with the notion that I had something worth murdering for and ended with the furry ball of terror trapped in my closet. I couldn’t readily explain Mortiboy’s presence without tipping my hand to how much I knew about Hudson’s leave. Hudson. From the minute my mind processed the broken dresser and the one single wooden leg that had been snapped off and laid delicately on the pristine white handkerchief, I knew he’d been there. He remembered what I said about the table legs and he’d set this one off to the side as a message to me. He was out there, somewhere, trying to figure this out, too, so he could move on with his life, away from the accusations, the arrest warrant, the gossip, the lies, and the innuendo. But he probably didn’t know what Tex and I had figured out. He was operating on his own without the same information. And that put him in danger. I followed Tex halfway back to the Jeep before making up an excuse to go return to the inside of the house.
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