Ham Bones (Southern Belle Mysteries) by Carolyn Haines

Author:Carolyn Haines
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub, pdf
ISBN: 9780758210937
Publisher: Kensington
Published: 2008-05-27T05:00:00+00:00

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Chapter 15

Ioc Sawyer had been trying to retire for the past year, but folks in Sunflower County just wouldn't let him. He maintained an office beside the emergency room in the hospital allegedly a part-time office-but Doc was there from six A.M. until his work was done.

When I knocked on his door, he opened it and let a smile move over his face. "Sarah Booth, you look more like your mother each time I see you" He leaned over to kiss my cheek. "Congratulations on your acting success. You're a smash!"

"Thanks, Doc. Few people in town are brave enough to kiss an accused murderer."

"Ah, the stupidity of the masses. Remember, these are the same people who push down trees to lay asphalt. What can you expect?"

I held out the bag of pastries. "Tinkie's on her way. We need a pow-wow."

"Fate is kind to an old country doctor." He took the bag and rummaged until he found a cheese Danish. Doc had the metabolism of a fourteen-year-old basketball player. He could-and did--eat whatever he wanted without gaining an ounce. He'd been my childhood doctor, so I figured him to be in his sixties, at least. Except for the untidy cloud of white hair, he looked younger than that.

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"Tinkie got the basic autopsy report on Renata, but I need to ask a few questions."

He nodded. "I knew Coleman would share the facts, but I thought you might be by. I made a copy of the report for you"

"That's great" I checked my watch. Tinkie was never late. I retrieved a cup of coffee from the second bag I'd brought. I offered Doc a cup, but he shook his head and got a cup of black syrup from his own pot.

"Have you tested that coffee for medicinal properties?" To my knowledge, Doc had never been sick a day in his life.

He only laughed. "My coffee isn't for the faint of heart"

There was a light knock on the door and Tinkie stepped inside. She took the coffee I offered and after a brief investigation of the pastry bag, settled on a cinnamon roll.

"Now that we're all having breakfast," I said, "I need to ask a few questions about Renata"

"Shoot" Doc ate the last bite of his Danish and reached for the bag to get another.

"How did the poison get into the lipstick?" I asked. "Has anyone figured that part out? Was the tube dipped in poison?"

Doc's face showed concern. "Yes, a highly potent solution. Whoever did this wanted the person who applied the lipstick to die. It was very clever of them to use a cosmetic scented with almonds to cover up the cyanide. I caught a whiff of it when I did the autopsy, but I couldn't be certain until the tests came back."

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"Could this have been an accident?" Tinkie asked.

Doc shook his head. "I'm sorry. I wish I could say otherwise."

"It looks bad for me because traces of cyanide were found in the trunk of my car. I've never bought or used cyanide in my life.

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