A DEAD RED ALIBI (The Dead Red Mystery Series Book 4) by RP Dahlke

Author:RP Dahlke [Dahlke, RP]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Dead Bear Publishing
Published: 2014-08-26T04:00:00+00:00

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Chapter Nineteen:

I got into the Jeep, looked in the rearview mirror and groaned.

Pearlie snickered. "Love the new look. I think you'd fit right in at the Houston Women's Club"

"Oh, stop," I said, reaching for a hairbrush and digging a comb into the hairspray. "Nobody wears big hair anymore. Well maybe in Darlene's church." Satisfied that I'd calmed the tornado on my head, I added, "You realize she thinks she's hired us to find her husband's killer."

"Yep. Suzi handed me an envelope full of cash."

"She did what? Pearlie, I was just kidding. We couldn't cash Mac Coker's check if he gave us one, and we certainly couldn't sign a contract with Darlene. We're not legal!"

"Darlene doesn't want a contract. She's wants this deal kept on the Q-T. No one is to know that she's hired a P.I. Which works just fine for us. As for the money, that's for expenses. And we get hair-cuts and color for free for the rest of our lives. Ain't that sweet? I'm hungry, where're we gonna eat?"

We were working for haircuts. Yessir, we were big time P.I.'s all right.

"I saw a Mexican place on the way out of Wishbone," Pearlie said. "Let's eat there."

"Mexican? You are feeling frisky today, aren't you?" I asked, feeling decidedly grumpy. "This close to the border you're just beggin' for Tijuana two-step."

"We need to make a plan before we get home."

"You mean, get our stories straight, don't you?" I asked.

"You're right, and that may take a while. We better get take-out for the guys," she said. "Men behave better on a full stomach."

"Oh, all right." I looked at my watch. "It's eleven a.m. If we don't take too long," I said, and pulled onto Highway 92.

In my rear view mirror was a white Prius, and in front, was a white Ford F350 with dualies and a fake bull sack attached to the chrome hitch.

"I guess Karen was right about white trucks," I said.

"Whad'ya mean?"

"Deputy Dumb-Ass was annoyed because Dad's only description of the killer's vehicle was that it was white. Evidently, white and faded are the state colors for Arizona."

"It was a truck, right?"

"And too far away to tell what make or model. White trucks aside," I said, "we need to talk about Darlene."

"Yeah? What about her?"

"We can't have two clients for the same case. We're supposed to be working for Bethany's father, remember?"

Pearlie shrugged and looked out the window at the passing scenery.

"And I'm really annoyed that you sat there with your face in a magazine while Darlene poured her heart out to a perfect stranger. I'm uncomfortable making promises we may not be able to keep."

"Forget about that for a minute. What'd she tell you about her husband? Word for word, if you can?"

I struggled to get my temper under control. My cousin was again overlooking the little details that could get us in trouble, or killed.

"Oh come on, Lalla. She wasn't going to talk to us unless we agreed to work for her."

She had me there. I told her what Darlene said about her husband insisting on being first responder to any crime scene.

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