The Body in the Bog by Katherine Hall Page

Author:Katherine Hall Page
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Published: 2011-02-21T22:00:00+00:00

It had been a long day and it was a long night. The Millers and escort went back home after the parade, only to return for supper at Faith's insistence. She would have liked to have stayed by Fix's side until midnight, but Fix had declared that doing nothing was exhausting and she wanted to go to bed early. Devoted friend that she was, Faith could not see herself lying across the bottom of the Millers' connubial four-poster. In any case, one or more of the dogs usually occupied that position. Dale was relieved by someone from the state police, and Faith tossed and turned all night, afraid the phone would ring.

Somehow, she got everyone off to work and school the next morning, then presented herself at Millicent's for the meeting to compose the letter for POW!'s town-wide mailing. She felt even more bedraggled when Millicent opened the door, starched, every hair in place. The exultant look Faith had seen on her face the day before had, if anything, intensified. And she not only had energy; she was raring to go. Faith considered leaving, pleading a sudden indisposition. Then Brad appeared at the end of Millicent's walk and Faith felt a sudden rush of adrenaline. She had work to do.

Brad had his laptop. They were all sitting around Milli-

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cent's dining-room table. She'd pointedly got out the table pads when she'd seen the computer.

"Don't want to mar the surface. Mahogany, you know."

Faith looked at the highly polished surface. Millicent's whole house reeked of beeswax. Mahogany veneer, maybe.

After this operation, Millicent sat at the head of the table and opened a bulging folder.

"Now, we want to be forceful, but we don't want to alienate people."

"Before we get to the letter, how did you convince the police to let you onto the reviewing stand yesterday?" Faith couldn't help herself. She knew she was playing right into Millicent's crafty little hands, but she had to ask.

Millicent gave Brad a slight smile. There was a trace of pity in it. She'd arranged for him to be on the platform, too, in recognition of all the work he'd done on the parade and other events. Unfortunately, Brad had had to contend not only with the police but his mother. He'd been lucky to go to the bathroom unescorted and he'd had to sneak out the back door this morning for the meeting.

Yet mostly, Millicent's smile conveyed superiority. Assuming her rightful place on the platform in the face of all obstacles was one of her more minor accomplishments—a piece of cake.

' 'I called the state police and talked to that nice Detective Dunne. He understood completely. I also mentioned I was leaving the house and the young man they'd sent would have to forcibly restrain me to keep me here."

Faith could imagine the scene. Millicent could match wits but not muscle. She was thin and had those angular bones that looked as if they would snap in a strong wind. And she would have put up a fight.

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