Slip And Go Die (A Parson's Cove Mystery) - Plot & Excerpts
Reg Smee kept patting my hand as if that would solve everything. “We’ll catch these crooks. They won’t get far.” I pulled my hand away. “Reg, they’re probably miles away already. You’ve wasted fifteen minutes just sitting here patting my hand.” I didn’t want to hurt the man’s feelings but time was of the essence. The longer he sat in the wicker chair, trying to console me, the farther away the van or truck or whatever it was, carrying all of Beulah’s possessions, would be. “Have you even checked the footprints by the backdoor yet?” I wondered. Reg sighed, got up from the chair and pulled on a bright red woolen cap. He zipped up his jacket, which completely concealed his identity as a police officer and sighed again. “Mabel,” he said, “I did that before I even came in to see you.” He stopped and stared at me. “You don’t have much confidence in me, do you?” I reached out and tugged at his sleeve. I needed this man. “You know I have complete confidence in you.
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