Murder at the Alamo: A Cottonwood Springs Cozy Mystery by Dianne Harman

Author:Dianne Harman [Harman, Dianne]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: UNKNOWN
Published: 2019-04-16T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 11

As Brigid and Linc approached the Alamo, Brigid was surprised by its beauty. Although it was over three hundred years old, the wooden doors and some of the more intricate details were amazing. It was almost as if they’d been carved yesterday, but she was sure some parts of the Alamo had been recreated. She knew nothing beyond the obvious about its history. She was hoping to learn more about it today.

“We need to hurry to meet up with our tour group. It’s getting close to the time it said in the email,” Linc said as he urged her forward. Linc had reserved their time with a tour group online the night before, which had made Brigid breathe a bit easier. She’d been worried about lines and having to wait for a long time in order to get in. This was far more efficient. They saw a tour guide waiting nearby and a group of people collecting around her.

“Good morning,” the guide said. She was a gorgeous African American woman with high cheekbones and light brown eyes. Her smile was bright and infectious. Brigid couldn’t help but like her immediately. “My name is Shavonne, and I’ll be your guide this morning. If you’ve already purchased your tickets online, please have your proof of purchase ready. If you haven’t, you can do so at the ticket office.”

Linc pulled up the email on his phone and they waited for their turn. It all went fairly quickly and before long they were starting the tour.

As they walked through the Alamo, Brigid couldn’t help but feel the history of it in the rough stone walls. She had a sense of all of the people who had lived and died here before the modern world built up around it.

There wasn’t as much inside as she’d expected, a few display cases in some rooms and flags on display, yet it felt complete. It was almost magical. She and Linc didn’t speak, remaining silent as they continued the tour. Brigid thought it was kind of like having a religious experience.

Eventually they made it back outside. The fresh air of the courtyard was welcome as they continued on the tour. Tall, lush trees shaded parts of the area from the intensity of the sun that was slowly rising in the sky. Brigid could feel sweat rolling down her lower back as she fanned herself with a brochure she’d picked up.

“This area is called the Arcade,” the tour guide began. It was like a long outdoor hallway with no ceiling, only wooden beams crossing above it. There was a rock wall on one side with arches that had metal gates attached to them. In the early morning sun, it was beautiful. The greenery made the area look inviting, as if there should be a few tables and chairs set out for people to sit at and have a cup of coffee while they read their newspapers.

As the tour guide continued to point out different parts of the area she paused, “Excuse me one minute, folks,” she said.

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