Liz Sullivan 6 - Murder Follows Money by Lora Roberts

Author:Lora Roberts [Roberts, Lora]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2011-08-21T04:00:00+00:00

Bridget turned to face Hannah. "You must see how ridiculous this is. I have children to tend. Liz needs her life back. We've done nothing to you. If you want to run away, why don't you do it on your own?"

"Drive," Hannah said. She sat, stony-faced, while Bridget started the car. It rumbled like an attack vehicle.

"When are you going to get a new car?" I listened to the various clanks and rattles, and wondered if we'd even make it to the Thrift Savers.

"I don't know. When Moira gets out of college, probably."

"But she's only two."

"Right." Bridget drove slowly up the street. "Do I have a destination, or am I just contributing to smog without any goal?"

"Hannah wants to go to the Thrift Savers and look for vintage linens.

Bridget looked at me in disbelief, then checked out Hannah in the rear-view mirror. "Is that right? You want to go to the secondhand store?"

"Of course it's true." Hannah put on her most haughty air. "As long as I'm forced into this distasteful role, I might as well see what I can find there. Perhaps it would make a good subject for our TV show."

"Delusional," I muttered. Hannah didn't hear me over the noisy engine, but Bridget did. "Humor her."

"I don't like this." Bridget's round face was pinched. Normally she is a sweet, sunny person who does whatever is put in her path and does it well.

"Nobody likes it. Certainly poor Naomi didn't." Bridget was silent a moment, negotiating a turn onto El Camino. We went north, toward San Carlos.

"You think Hannah killed her?"

"I did at first." I glanced over my shoulder. Hannah was looking through the front windshield, her expression fixed. But I had no doubt that she could handle any rebellion we staged in an efficient and ruthless manner. "She rides roughshod over people, and murder is just an extension of that kind of personality. But now I'm not sure. She seems genuinely shaken and surprised, and it would have to be premeditated, unless Naomi just dropped dead of a heart attack or something."

"I hear what you're saying." Hannah's voice was curt. "You don't need to be talking."

"Well, if we can't talk together, why don't you tell Bridget about the book publicity trail? She's going to go on tour in a few weeks." If she didn't get killed by a homicidal homemaker, anyway.

"Really? What did you say your name was?"

"Bridget Montrose. My book just came out a few weeks ago."

"Oh, yes. I remember reading something about it. You popped onto the bestseller list after a very good review in the Times." Hannah looked at Bridget with more interest. "I have bought your book, of course. I hope to read it sometime. So you're going on a book tour."

"Yes. My publisher has arranged it. They wanted me to go for two or three weeks, but I explained I have small children and they crammed all this stuff into ten days. There won't be time for laundry, and I don't have that many clothes anyway.

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