Murder on the Cape Fear by Ellen Elizabeth Hunter

Author:Ellen Elizabeth Hunter [Hunter, Ellen Elizabeth]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Mystery, (¯`'•.¸//(*_*)\\¸.•'´¯)
ISBN: 9780373267088
Publisher: Worldwide
Published: 2007-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

12

Work was progressing nicely on the Captain’s house. Paint crews had arrived and had begun applying a white base coat to the restored exterior walls. At the same time, carpenters continued to replace the siding on the south wall and then they would be finished.

Inside, I made a mental note to myself to clean the fireplace surround tiles just as soon as the dusty phase of the restoration was behind us. I took a late lunch break, left my van at the site, and walked home to check on my house.

I enjoy long walks around the historic district which provides an opportunity to admire other restorations in progress. So many old houses are getting a second change. And on empty lots, infill houses were being built in the style of the district. The historic district was experiencing revitalization.

Nun Street was quiet in the early afternoon. The day was heating up but a pleasant breeze rustled through the treetops and small white clouds scudded across the sky. Sultry weather had not yet struck. Approaching The Verandas B&B, I saw Jimmy Pogue heft two large black duffel bags into the back of his white pickup truck, then climb into the cab. He pulled away from the curb in a great rush, wheels spinning. I did not have a view of the passenger side of the truck but assumed Patsy was in there with him.

So they were actually leaving! Nothing could make me happier, although I did wonder why they were not checking into The Verandas. Oh, what did I care, I thought, as long as they were out of my house. Perhaps, they could not afford the elegant Verandas unless someone else like my sister was footing the bill. Jimmy had not seen me and for that I was grateful. I certainly did not want another confrontation with the Pogues. I’d had enough. Good riddance, was what I was thinking.

I’d just check on my house and if there were issues that needed to be resolved, well, I’d take them up with Melanie. More than anything I wanted their junk-furniture out of my parlor. I confess to being particular about my surroundings. I’d grown up in a lovely home on Summer Rest Road and Mama and Daddy had furnished it nicely. Mama had been a wonderful decorator, and made every room look pretty. I guess I had inherited my decorating talent from her. Mama would have been as horrified as I at Patsy’s collecting junk off the street and bringing it into her home.

I still could not get over my discovery that the Pogues were capable of speaking perfectly good English. Why ever did Patsy put on that terrible redneck accent? It just didn’t make any sense. I could understand why Jimmy rarely spoke; he rarely got the chance. Patsy was larger than life, an overwhelming force. Still, Jimmy had stood up to her last night. In fact, I’d registered a great deal of hostility and resentment in his voice. He’d devoted his

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