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- Herausgeber: Paraquel Press
- Kategorie: Abenteuer, Thriller, Horror
- Sprache: Englisch
Careless whispers. Murderous intent.
At a meeting of her book club on a military base in England, Margot overhears two unseen conspirators planning a murder.
Without enough evidence to take to the police, Margot calls her Aunt Cathryn, a well-known mystery writer, with an invitation to speak at the next book club meeting.
And the enticement of a murder plot to solve.
Will Cathryn sift through the crazy cast of characters and find the diamond-hard truth before the killers claim another victim?
Grab your copy of Facing the Diamond-Hard Truth and find out!
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Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2023
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Facing the Diamond-Hard Truth
A Cathryn Harcourt Mystery Short
Joslyn Chase
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Contents
1.
Facing the Diamond-Hard Truth
2.
Bonus Extra
3.
A Time to Dance
4.
A Temptation Too Far
More books by Joslyn Chase
About the Author
Copyright
Facing the Diamond-Hard Truth
Margot Cummings held her breath and lifted the heavy molded plastic cover off the rubbish bin. A wave of fetid air washed over her face and she wrinkled her nose, pushing the bag of garbage quickly inside and lowering the lid with a muffled thump. She stepped back and turned her head, gasping in a breath of fresh air and rubbing her hands down the front of her apron to get rid of that wormy feeling.
It was dark in the partially fenced cubicle where the bins were kept, and Margot’s eyes hadn’t adjusted from the bright lights inside. She stumbled on the uneven pavement and came down onto one knee, bracing her hand on the wooden fence where she felt something cold and slimy, like a wad of abandoned chewing gum.
Grimacing in disgust, she bunched her muscles to rise but froze when she heard a loud hiss not more than three feet away. The clubhouse garbage bins were shielded behind a raised wooden barrier, built like a bathroom stall, and Margot sensed someone standing just outside the wooden cubicle.
A hint of heavy, musky perfume overrode the odor from the garbage bins and from her crouching position, Margot glimpsed a set of shadowy feet and watched as they were joined by another.
The voice she’d heard continued in a hoarse whisper and Margot squeezed her eyes shut as if she could shut out the noise or disappear altogether. She did not want to be privy to a few snatched moments between lovers, but she hesitated to make herself known.
And that was her undoing.
With the next harshly murmured sentence, Margot knew it was too late to move.
“We need to make this problem go away.”
The answering whisper was soft but carried an intensity that raised the hair on the back of Margot’s neck. “Agreed. Kill him, if you have to. It’s not ideal, but it worked for us last time.”
The feet moved away and the voices faded as the night grew quiet and darkness bloomed. Margot felt frozen to the spot, unable to process what she’d just overheard. It felt like a dream, and part of her wanted to pretend that it was, to shake it off and forget it ever happened.
But she’d be kicking herself forever if she didn’t do what she could to stop what sounded like a murder.
Margot rose on shaky legs and peered around the edge of the wooden cubicle. Rectangles of yellow light painted the stubby lawn, thrown from a bank of windows along the back wall. All else was darkness.
Margot saw no one. The mysterious couple had disappeared, probably returning inside the building.
Dragging in a deep breath, Margot steeled herself and climbed the back steps to enter the clubhouse where the Air Force Enlisted and Officers book club meeting was just drawing to a close.
Margot wiped a damp strand of hair off her forehead. The warmth of the kitchen intensified the smell of the lemon she held in one hand. She rasped away at the rind with a wicked-sharp zester, taking care to keep her fingers clear of the blade.
Two of her children squabbled over a video game at the kitchen table while the remaining three sat beyond, in the dining room, bent over homework assignments. The close atmosphere, the homey smells, the constant babble of voices like a brook tumbling over stones—all of it felt right and welcome and utterly necessary to Margot.
All of it felt like home.
