Advertisement for Murder by Nadine Doolittle

Author:Nadine Doolittle [Doolittle, Nadine]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781988003634
Publisher: Nadine Doolittle
Published: 2019-10-01T04:00:00+00:00

Today was Wednesday. Avery consulted her wristwatch. Seven-forty-five. She had time to call at least one person from the murder club. Of the five, there was only one impulsive enough to go with her.

“Hello, Elliot. There’s been a development.”

Chapter Thirteen

THE ABBEY grounds were lit by warm yellow lights intended to provide soothing illumination for the clients strolling the gardens. They were not meant to light the sanctuary like a soccer field, but Elliot Marks complained anyway.

“It’s a wonder there isn’t a murder here every other week,” he grumbled.

September fog had rolled in, softening the light even more. The setting did look ripe for murder but her companion seemed to be more concerned about the condition of his loafers than public safety.

Avery already regretted calling him. First of all, his response to the note was not what she expected. Instead of making a plan, he asked a load of questions about her neighbour Francesca who Avery described as a typical wife and mother. Surely he wasn’t going to waste time gossiping about the neighbours when they were close to solving the murder? Avery grew impatient with his meandering curiosity and had attempted to get him back on track.

“The note is handwritten. It’s signed K. H. - Karen Haggerty—who else could it be? I knew she was holding something back! It might be a wild goose chase. She might not have the vaguest idea who the killer is, but I think I should go just in case, don’t you?”

“Does Mrs Haggerty know where you live?”

“I’m not sure,” she replied with rising frustration. “Does it matter? She could’ve asked someone or looked it up. It’s unlikely she delivered the letter herself, Elliot,” she explained in a slightly pitying tone. “She probably gave it to someone to give to me and that person stuck in the wrong mailbox by mistake.”

“Hmmm ... that is one possibility....”

He fell silent.

“Elliot!” Avery called him back to earth. “What do you think—should I go or not?”

“Yes, yes, yes,” he replied as though answering a very different question. “Yes, you should go, Mrs Holmes, and I’ll go with you. It’ll be interesting to see what comes next. I’ll pick you up at your place in an hour. Bring a flashlight. I can’t find mine.”

And so, here they were, lurking on the St. Ives Spa grounds, waiting to see what came next.

“Where is she?” Avery approached the sanctuary of stone ruins with a trace of anxiety.

“Very likely Karen Haggerty is at home in bed.”

Avery whirled on him. “How can you say that?” she hissed. “Honestly, I can’t figure you out! Sometimes you act as if you’re not even interested in solving this case. You heard me read what Karen said in her note. She knows who killed Jenny! Why would she write that if she didn’t have information?”

“I would be very much surprised if Karen Haggerty sent that note,” Elliot replied. He was distracted by a patch of soggy lawn that had soiled his shoes. “Wrote it or sent it.”

“You’re not making any sense, but all right—enlighten me.

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