Plain Vanilla Murder: A Frosted Love Cozy Mystery - Book 12 (Frosted Love Cozy Mysteries) - Plot & Excerpts
Her cell mates were many and varied – women who’d been arrested for prostitution, shoplifting, public intoxication, and every other social ill that Missy could think of, and some that she’d never even heard of. Keeping to herself, she never made eye contact, her heart pounding with fear and adrenalin. She sat for hours while other offenders came and went, some staying only long enough to sober up. The smell in the overcrowded cell was staggering, and Missy tried to breathe through her mouth so that she could control the nausea that rose up within her when she caught of whiff of the powerful stench that surrounded her. Numb with fear and revulsion, but afraid to close her eyes, she stared at a spot on the floor for hours before hearing her name called. “Gladstone!” a husky female guard with a frizzy perm and a bad attitude barked to get her attention. Her mouth seemingly lined with cotton from dehydration, Missy raised her hand to indicate that she’d heard her name. “Gladstone, get over here,”
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