The Hidden Corpse (A Food Blogger Mystery Book 2) by Debra Sennefelder

Author:Debra Sennefelder [Sennefelder, Debra]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Kensington Books
Published: 2019-03-25T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fifteen

Hope entered the lobby of the Jefferson Country Club. The automatic door slid closed behind her. Kent Wilder, the real estate agent who had desperately wanted to represent Lionel Whitcomb, was somewhere in the club. It was amazing how eager Kent’s secretary had been to share his whereabouts after Hope produced a box of Lemon Ricotta Cookies. Extras were always a good thing to have handy.

She scanned the club. Members passed by her, busy chatting and hurrying off to their golf carts or to the tennis courts. A comfortable seating area was off to her left and included a towering stone fireplace. To her right, the dining room’s waitstaff were busily preparing for the lunch crowd. Out of the corner of her eye, she spotted Kent walking in her direction from a hallway. He looked crisp in a pink and white polo shirt paired with khaki trousers. As he approached, he adjusted the white visor he wore.

“Hope? What are you doing here? Thinking of joining?” He flashed his trademark smile. The same smile he had when he showed Hope a house for sale that was a total money pit. He played her emotions like a violinist on a Stradivarius, all the while knowing she’d go broke trying to make the house livable. But it did have charm. Claire had intervened just in time and talked Hope out of the purchase. The house was later condemned.

“Maybe. You’ve been a member for a while. How do you like it?”

“It’s adequate. But for a real golf experience, there’s an awesome club down in Florida. Though, for a beginner like yourself, this place is good enough.”

“Thanks for the tip. I think learning to play will help me relax. It’s been stressful these past days with everything happening in town. You must feel the same way.” She’d hoped he’d agree and she could then guide their conversation to the direction of Lionel Whitcomb.

Kent’s gaze shifted to over Hope’s shoulder and she turned her head to see what had caught his attention. Three men, all dressed for a day of golf and carrying gym bags, were approaching. So much for guiding him into a conversation. “Yeah, good idea. I hate to rush off, but I’m meeting people.” He hurried past her to join the three men. A few slaps on the back and the four of them headed to the lounge area.

“Wait!” The loudness of her voice surprised her, but it did get Kent’s attention. He stopped and looked over his shoulder. With her voice a little lower, she asked, “Is it true you’re trying to get the listing for Lionel Whitcomb’s new commercial development?”

“Why do you want to know?”

“Someone who wants the listing and its sales commission may be willing to do anything to make sure it was approved for development.”

Kent stalked back to her. His trademark smile was gone and in its place was a hardened look that made her question her decision to confront Kent. He stood ramrod straight and towered over Hope.

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