A Tourist's Guide to Murder by V.M. Burns

Author:V.M. Burns [Burns, V.M.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Kensington Books
Published: 2020-10-14T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 11

“So, someone murdered her?” Nana Jo said.

“Why are you looking at me? I didn’t kill her!”

“Don’t tell me you think it’s a coincidence that Major Peabody and Prudence Habersham both died within days of each other on the same tour.” Nana Jo tilted her head and stared.

I thought for a minute. “Something is definitely wrong. I just can’t seem to put my finger on it right now.”

“Good. I knew you didn’t buy that horse poop that Clive has been shoveling us. You’re much too smart for that.”

“Are we going to investigate?” Irma said. “If so, then I need to go back to Harrods and buy a couple more dresses.” She must have noticed the puzzled looks on our faces because she added, “I’m not going to be able to get any men to tell me their deepest, darkest secrets dressed like this, am I?” She waved her hands down her body. Normally, Irma’s attire was extremely revealing, but apart from a few short, tight outfits and some lingerie, she had been dressing much more conservatively than normal. She extended her leg. “I had to search all over the entire store to find a pair of heels high enough.”

Nana Jo swatted her leg. “Put that chicken leg down and listen up while Sam gives us our assignments.”

Hannah looked puzzled. “Assignments? I don’t think I understand.”

Ruby Mae put down her knitting and turned to her friend. “Well, over the past few months, we’ve managed to solve a number of... murders.”

Hannah’s eyes widened. “Real murders?”

“It’s not that many murders,” I said.

“Actually, it turns out Samantha is a natural-born sleuth,” Nana Jo said proudly.

Irma nodded. “She’s another Miss Marple.”

I tried to intervene but was cut off when Ruby Mae added, “She’s the brains behind the operations, but we all help.”

“It turns out we’re pretty good at getting people to talk,” Dorothy said. “I think people think of us as a bunch of harmless old ladies.”

“We have a big network of friends,” Nana Jo said.

Irma smiled. “And lovers.”

Ruby Mae shook her head. “Between all of us, it turns out we know a lot of people.”

“We all ask questions and investigate,” Nana Jo said, “but it’s Sam who manages to put the pieces together and figure out whodunit.”

Something in the pit of my stomach made me want to puke, but I sat there and shook my head. “It’s not that easy.” I took a deep breath. “We’ve been lucky in North Harbor, Michigan. Detective Stinky Pitt couldn’t investigate his way out of a brown paper bag. We’re in an entirely different country. I doubt very seriously if the British police will allow a bunch of American tourists to nose their way into their investigation.” I sensed Nana Jo was on the verge of speaking and rushed to intercept her. “Besides, we’re on vacation. I’m on vacation. I’m supposed to be doing research for my book.”

“Book?” Hannah said. “Are you an author?”

I could feel the heat rise up my neck. Writing was a dream that I’d kept hidden inside and only shared with a few people for so long.

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