Somebody Killed His Editor by Josh Lanyon

Author:Josh Lanyon [Lanyon, Josh]
Language: deu
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: erotic MM, Romance MM
Published: 2011-04-04T16:52:31+00:00

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Josh Lanyon

“Somebody’s going to bring you down an old coffee maker if we can find one,” she informed me.

“Thanks,” I said, and I really was touched. “What’s going on up at the lodge?”

“What do you think?” she asked dryly. “They’re talking. That’s all those folks do.”

“Has J.X. questioned everyone?”

She snorted. I couldn’t tell if that meant he hadn’t bothered now that I was incarcerated or that it had proved a total waste of time.

I sat down at the desk and unwrapped a corned beef on rye bread sandwich. All at once I was starving.

Nerves. What I actually needed was sleep and I was too wound up to close my eyes.

Rita tossed the extra blanket on the foot of the bed.

“I can’t say either of that pair was any loss,” she said. “Whoever did away with ’em did a community service in my opinion.”

“Krass was pretty rude last night,” I agreed around half a sandwich.

She gave another of those sharp laughs that sounded like something breaking off. “Yep, he had a real way with him, didn’t he? Well, I guess he shot his mouth off one too many times.”

She gave me an expectant look, and I said thickly, “I didn’t kill him. Really.”

“Sure.” She nodded agreeably. “Not that I blame you. I don’t see how you could have killed Patty Ann, though.”

“Who’s Patty Ann?” The body count was climbing alarmingly, and I say that as someone who never wrote less than three murders a novel.

Rita burst out with more of that raspy laughter. “Patty Ann Stewbecki. The one calling herself—” Rita donned her version of a snooty English accent, “— Peaches Sadler.”

“You knew Peaches?”

“Honey, she grew up in these parts. You didn’t believe all that crap in those magazines, did you? All that stuff about growing up in New England and being a debutante and going to…where the hell was it?

What’s that famous women’s college?”

“Wellesley, Vassar, Smith, Bryn Mawr…?”

“One of them.” She waved the Seven Sisters off like Pig-Pen brushing at the fumes. “It was all crap.

She grew up right down the road. She was a few years behind me in high school. Hell, she dated my brother. What a pill she was. And then she comes along with her airs and graces, acting like she’s never had to eat in a dining room with other people or lay that bleached blonde head of hers on cotton sheets.”

“Was she complaining about the maid service too?” I tore open a bag of chips.

“No.” Rita snapped that one off. “She couldn’t have been sweeter to Debbie, but that wasn’t anything about Debbie or her being able to write stories. That was Patty Ann getting back at me.”

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