The Smiley and McBlythe Mystery Collection: Exercise Is Murder, The Long Fall, The Ice House Murder (Smiley and McBlythe Mystery Series) by Bruce Hammack

Author:Bruce Hammack [Hammack, Bruce]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781735030210
Publisher: Jubilee Publishing, LLC
Published: 2020-08-25T22:00:00+00:00

The foggy bathroom mirror resembled her thoughts. Heather toweled off and hoped Steve’s nap gave him a clear picture of things.

New beige slacks fit perfectly over black shoes with two-inch heels. She fingered the floral print blouse and nodded her approval. “I need to shop here more often.” She took her time getting ready and put her ear to the adjoining door before she left. The ebb and flow of Steve’s snoring brought a shake of her head. “How does he sleep like that? My brain’s going a hundred miles an hour. Oh, well. I need to go see the movie star.”

Tabby swung open the door, enveloped Heather in a two-armed hug and ushered her in. Despite the new outfit, carefully applied makeup and coiffured hair, Heather felt somewhat dowdy beside the former movie star.

“Come in. I’m sure you’re not here for a girl chat. What can I do for you?”

“I want to set up a camera as insurance against unwanted snoopers,” said Heather.

Tabby’s eyes widened. “Do you think he’ll try to break in? Is that guy who pounded on my door already out of jail?”

Heather gave Tabby’s hand a reassuring pat. “I doubt it, but I can check.”

“Would you?”

Heather reached for her phone and began to punch in a text. She stopped and asked, “Would you like me to stay with you tonight?”

“That would be wonderful. Are you sure you don’t mind?”

“Steve can call room service for dinner and—” Heather stopped in mid-sentence. “What’s wrong? You’re looking at me like I have two heads.”

“Steve phoned me earlier. He said the three of us were going to a French restaurant for supper. He didn’t tell you?”

Heather spoke as she gazed out the window. “It must have slipped his mind. Did he say anything else?”

She looked at a clock on the wall. “We’re to give him an hour before we go get him.”

Heather dredged her purse and came out with a tiny camera. “Okay. So, let’s set up this camera in the bedroom.”

“Wow, that’s a camera? It’s awfully small.”

They entered the bedroom and Heather asked, “Where’s the journal?”

“The nightstand. Right side.”

A scan of the bedroom revealed a vase of mixed flowers. “I can’t put this camera in plain sight. I’ll hide it in the arrangement and have it facing the nightstand.” She nestled the camera among the blooms where it had a clear but camouflaged view. “I’ll wait until we leave to turn it on.”

Tabby bent down to look at the device. “They used a prop like this in a movie I was in.”

Heather’s phone chimed a text alert. Chan released. Michelle Stewart posted bail. She turned to Tabby. “The man banging on your door earlier is out of jail.”

Tabby bit her bottom lip but remained silent.

“Don’t worry. I’ll be with you.”

Heather contemplated how Michelle Stewart found money for bail. The ringing of her phone brought the thought to an abrupt end.

“Ms. McBlythe, this is Brie Bannister. I understand you hired our firm to represent Ms. Cassie New. I thought you’d like to know that the police have detained Ms.

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