A Willing Murder by Jude Deveraux

Author:Jude Deveraux
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: MIRA Books
Published: 2018-07-18T14:19:30+00:00

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Two hours into the memorial at Sara’s house, they were thinking they’d made a mistake. They hadn’t learned anything.

Kate had settled Sara at a table in the big family room. Instantly, a long line formed to get a free autographed book. The first eager person to reach her said, “There’s something I’ve always wanted to ask an author—where do you get your ideas?” Kate didn’t stay to hear Sara’s answer.

Jack had his back to the wall in the living room and was surrounded by girls who were swooning over his singing and his... Whatever. He looked over their heads to Kate. “Do you need me?” he asked loudly, then mouthed, Please.

“No, not at all,” she said sweetly.

She opened the doors into Sara’s bedroom and went into the little library.

Heather was sitting beside a box full of folded papers. Everyone who was there today had some connection to the victims and they were supposed to have written down their memories.

“Anything?” Kate asked.

“Cheryl was pretty and Verna kept to herself,” Heather said. “The same thing over and over. When I was married to Roy, we lived near them, but I don’t remember them at all.”

Kate sat down. “Did you get anything to eat and drink?”

“Lots. Ivy went out to talk to some of the people Cheryl went to school with. Not many people who knew Verna came.”

Kate closed her eyes and put her head back. “No husband who committed adultery with her? No furious wife with an ax in her hand? What about Roy? Did he ever say anything about either of them?”

When Heather didn’t answer, Kate opened her eyes. Jack’s mother was standing by the receptacle that he’d built and was looking at a piece of paper with wide eyes. “What is it?”

She read the note aloud. “‘I know someone who hated Cheryl Morris enough to kill her.’ It’s signed Elaine Pendal, then it says ‘If anyone does read this, I’m wearing a red scarf.’”

“Red...?” Kate said. “I gotta go.” She nearly ran out of the room. Jack was still pinned against the wall—not that he was making an effort to be released. Kate made her way through the girls, practically pushing them out of the way.

“Excuse me. Excuse me.” She grabbed his forearm. “Come with me.”

“Sorry, girls. I have to go.” As soon as they were away, he said, “Thank you. With all my life, I thank you.”

She handed him the note. “Go find the red-scarf lady and take her to your room—if she’ll go. If not—”

“She will.”

“What is it with you and women?”

“I don’t know. They like me. Actually, they think I’m hot. As in sexually desirable.”

“How strange. Anyway, I’ll go get Aunt Sara and meet you.”

They separated and Kate hurried into the family room. The line at Sara’s table was still long, and there were many books left.

The next woman up spoke. “There’s something I’ve always wanted to ask an author—where do you get your ideas?”

“She steals them,” Kate said. “From her Facebook ladies. Sorry, but we have to go now.

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