Wicked Ways: Death At The DuMond (A Cozy Witch Mystery Book 1) - Plot & Excerpts
But it had to be done. Rummaging through Mrs. DuMond's underwear drawer was both humorous and horrifying. I would never have figured her for leopardskin G strings. The vision of her wearing those popped in my head and I couldn’t get the sight out of my mind. Banksy raised an eyebrow when he saw those. I’m sure he was plagued with the same visions I was. Isabella had given me a set of master keys to the building. So, at least for now, I had an all access pass. I don’t know what I was looking for in Mrs. DuMond's apartment. I was just hoping to find something that would stand out as unusual. Something that might indicate a motive, or an individual. Mrs. DuMond kept her apartment impeccably clean and decorative. It was quaint and homey and had a welcoming vibe. Quite a stark contrast to her exterior persona. On top of the dresser was a picture of Mr. DuMond. He was smiling, with rosy cheeks and a jolly twinkle in his eyes. My heart sank, and my eyes got misty. I really did miss him.
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