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David Peeler, a sculptor poised for a brilliant career and an equally anticipated marriage, loses it all at the point of a knife. In a last-ditch effort to find a gleam of his former sparkle, David attends an artist retreat where he enjoys the companionship of Muse, the resident tabby.
Until someone kills the cat.
Proving who did it may be the key to getting it all back, if he can solve her murder before he shares her fate.
If you love crime stories with a puzzle to solve, grab Death of a Muse today.
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Title Page
Dedication
Cast of Characters
CHAPTER ONE
CHAPTER TWO
CHAPTER THREE
CHAPTER FOUR
CHAPTER FIVE
CHAPTER SIX
CHAPTER SEVEN
CHAPTER EIGHT
CHAPTER NINE
CHAPTER TEN
CHAPTER ELEVEN
CHAPTER TWELVE
CHAPTER THIRTEEN
CHAPTER FOURTEEN
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DEATH OF A MUSE
A David Peeler Mystery
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Cast of Characters at the Sylvan Manor Artist’s Retreat
David Peeler - sculptor, and teller of the story
Robyn Vaughan - concert pianist who enlists David’s help in solving the mystery
Medora Marcsello - rival concert pianist and outspoken accuser
Sondra Tiller - spoiled brat, talented painter, prime suspect
Janet Johnson - Sondra’s companion, maid, quasi-slave
Arthur Burgoyne - retired English teacher, turned playwright
Patrick Donovan - best-selling novelist known for his tales of angst and squalor
Marvin Edelman - world-class cellist and butterfly collector
George and Gertie Metz - owners of the retreat, and the cat
CHAPTER ONE
If cats get nine lives, Muse had burned through eight of hers when our paths crossed. The cat and I were living our last, sharing the air like friends spooning up a shared dessert before the waiter brings the bill. We were checking out and nearly gone.
I’d made a hash of the one life I’d been allotted. It changes you, having a bit of your brain sliced away. It had changed me in ways I didn’t understand, and I didn’t know how to live with myself anymore. Simple decisions, like what to wear or how to feel about stubbing a toe, judgments so casually and naturally made before the brain slicing incident, now loomed like mountains and life seemed more than I could handle.
More than I wanted to handle.
CHAPTER TWO
Gertie burst into wailing sobs when she saw her beloved Muse, stiff and twisted into a frozen snarl of fur. It brought everyone in the Sylvan Manor compound on the run. My cabin was closest to the furor, and I stepped onto the porch and watched Robyn spring by like a gazelle, her willowy hair streaming behind her, pale as a wisp of smoke.
Arthur followed, lumbering by with an uneven canter, lips spread in a grimace, his steps punctuated by little grunts, while Medora puffed along beside him, her burgundy caftan rippling like a sail. I stood rooted, confused and uncertain what I should do, wishing I knew how I should feel under the circumstances. I heard Patrick clatter down the steps of the cabin behind me and turned to watch his easy lope toward the commotion. I took that as my cue and wandered across the patchy grass to join the circle of folk staring down at the matted coat and blue, protruding tongue of the unfortunate feline.