The Serenity Stone Murder by Marianne Jones

Author:Marianne Jones
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Women Sleuths, Teen & Young Adult, Cozy, Children's eBooks, Mystery, Thriller & Suspense
Published: 2015-12-07T06:00:00+00:00

The next morning Louise and Margaret discussed their plans for the day over breakfast.

“Dr. Lai wants to keep Vince for a few days of observation and testing,” Louise said, “but she says he seems a little brighter today. I want to pop in and check up on him before we go to Eina’s.”

“Good idea.” Margaret speared a forkful of thin, eggy pancake covered with strawberry sauce and ate it appreciatively.

“Louise, I’ve been thinking,” she began.

“It’s never too late to start.” Louise was clearly regaining her good humour.

“Never mind the smart remarks. I was thinking that if we’re going to be in town for the next few days, maybe I could borrow your car and try to locate Tom Derosier.”

“What do you mean, ‘Try to locate?’ Don’t you have an address for him?”

“Not exactly. At this time of year he usually lives out at his camp which doesn’t have a phone. But I was hoping I could find him if I drove out to Walmer Lake.”

Louise bent down to retrieve the paper napkin that had slid onto the floor. “Sure, I don’t see why not. I’ll just be spending time with Eina, and she has a car if we need to drive somewhere.”

“Great. You’re a pal.” Margaret felt a thrill of excitement at the prospect of a drive in the country to meet her hero, alone, away from Louise’s preoccupation with the mysterious murder. This was her kind of adventure! She was anxious to get started, but found herself delayed by the need to check out of the Harbourview and move her luggage into Eina’s basement family room. Then Eina insisted that she eat some lunch before setting out. Margaret tried to protest, but Eina pointed out that it was a long drive, and there were no restaurants anywhere near Walmer Lake.

“Are you sure you know what you’re doing?” Eina asked with her usual lack of tact. “Maybe I should get Roger to drive you out there. It’s easy to get lost on those country roads.”

“Absolutely not. I’m sure Roger has better things to do than chauffeur me around,” Margaret said. This was one trip she wanted to make on her own.

As soon as lunch was over and the dishwasher loaded, she changed into her favourite summer capris and a white cotton sweater. She accentuated her outfit with earrings she had bought at a craft store, hoping they gave her an artsy, original look. She applied just a touch of makeup, but not enough to invite any teasing comments from Eina or Louise.

Slipping a CD of Vivaldi’s The Four Seasons into the player, she sped down the highway, feeling a rush of anticipation and excitement that she told herself came from being on a road trip. The weather was perfect for driving and the scenery was peaceful. Ditches and fields were liberally spread with daisies, goldenrod, black-eyed Susans and fire weed. Occasionally, she spotted houses squatting far back from the road. From time to time she would spot horses standing behind sagging wire fence, their coats gleaming in the sun.

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