Killer Hair by Ellen Byerrum

Author:Ellen Byerrum [Byerrum, Ellen]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fiction, Mystery & Detective, Women Sleuths
ISBN: 9780451209481
Google: Jsh_cGsRY0sC
Publisher: Signet
Published: 2003-06-14T16:00:00+00:00

It was the kind of day that made her want to ride a horse named Desperado into the nearest saloon, slam down whiskey shooters and riddle the ceiling with bullets just for fun. It wasn’t really her style, but she liked to think it was.

But this was D.C. There were no saloons, six-shooters were outlawed, outlaws had automatics, and anyway, shooting up a bar was antisocial. And the FBI wants to talk to me.

A manicure and a pedicure were no solution to Lacey’s new problem, but they were a start. Lacey cruised through the doors of Stylettos just as Jamie with the Hair of Many Colors was reading this week’s “Crimes of Fashion” column about Angie. The rest of The Eye Street Observer had already gone into the trash. Jamie told her it was totally great and didn’t mention the headline. Stella pulled her aside.

“The column is perfect. And the headline really says it all.” There was no hint of sarcasm in Stella’s face. Go figure, Lacey thought. “But getting Marcia to spill her guts! Wow, that was incredible, Lacey.”

If you only knew.

“How do you do it? How do you get them to open up?”

“Generally, people just won’t shut up.”

Stella picked up a fresh paper with the column and handed it to Lacey. “Would you autograph it for me?”

“I actually just came for a manicure and a pedicure.”

“Sure. Sign first.” Stella handed her a pen. Lacey was embarrassed, but she hated it when her stylist whined. She signed. “Thanks, Lacey. You really wrote it. You told the world that Angie didn’t kill herself, the cops have it all wrong, and she was murdered.”

“But what about the murderer?”

“Even real detectives don’t always find the killers. They practically have to stumble over them as they’re fleeing the scene. That’s what Vic says.”

“Oh, he does, does he?”

“Do you think maybe the Feds did it? Like Marcia suggested? It would really be dangerous for you. The Feds, they can make anything look like suicide.”

“Have you been reading that DeadFed Web site?”

Stella nodded somberly. “Bobby has a laptop. He’s like a Web wizard. That ‘Conspiracy Body Count,’ it scares the pee out of me. But Angie’s on it now, so people all over the world can read about her. I really appreciate it, Lacey.”

“Wait a minute. This doesn’t sound like the Stella Lake I know. That Stella would be sending me out in the night with a pat on the back and a mission. A suicide mission.”

Stella’s voice dropped and she pulled Lacey out of the doorway traffic.

“Ratboy is freaking furious. He was here before I got the shop open. He’d already read it. I’ve never seen him so mad. He threatened to fire me and he nearly broke my arm.” She showed Lacey a bruised patch on her upper arm.

“My God, Stella, he really is a brute.”

“That’s how pissed he was. He’s going on and on about Angie and how she’s wrecking Stylettos. If Beau hadn’t been there, I don’t know what he would have done.

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