The Readaholics And The Poirot Puzzle (2015) - Plot & Excerpts
I’d learned early on that pockets were invaluable to the event organizer. Derek looked handsome but nervous as the clock ticked closer to six, constantly swiping his hair back from his forehead. He wore olive slacks, an open-neck shirt, and a brown tweed sport coat. “It’ll go great,” I assured him. “Nice duds.” “Mom picked them out,” he admitted. He looked around and glanced at his watch. “Bernie’s late again. If she can’t find a reliable babysitter, I’m going to have to let her go.” I picked lint off his lapel. “We’ve got enough extra staff on—it’s no big deal,” I said, even though his personnel decisions were none of my business. I liked Bernie and didn’t want to see her canned because of a flaky babysitter. Derek started to reply, but Gordon walked up, looking dapper in pale tan slacks topped with a well-cut navy blazer that took ten pounds off him. He moved like an athlete and smelled like expensive cologne when he bent to kiss my cheek.
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