Bad Moon On The Rise by Katy Munger

Author:Katy Munger [Munger, Katy]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: mystery detective, casey jones, north carolina, katy munger, janet evanovich, cookie429, Extratorrents, Kat, humorous mysteries, women detectives, mystery humor fun, bad moon on the rise, mystery female sleuth, hardboiled women, southern mysteries, female sleuth, tough women, new casey jones mystery
Publisher: Katy Munger
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER TEN

I had never been so glad to see Bobby D. in my entire life, even if he was channeling the ghost of Clarence Darrow. He wore an immense three-piece suit the color of vanilla ice cream and had a straw hat perched on the top of his tomato-shaped head. I gawked as I entered the prison room reserved for private meetings and took a seat across the table from him. “Anyone ever tell you it’s tacky to wear white after Labor Day?” I asked.

“It’s winter white. This is my card.” He slid a business card across the table at me. It had more curlicues than a Geri-Curl commercial. His full legal name was emblazoned across it in a typeface last seen on P.T. Barnum’s gravestone. An underscored “Esquire” followed his name and, just in case that wasn’t clear enough, the words Purveyor of Fine Law were printed underneath that.

“Purveyor? Bobby, you do realize this is the 21st Century, right? We’ve landed a man on the moon and invented computers.”

He ignored my comment. “The best lawyers are those who practice law in the classic sense,” he said grandly. I noticed his voice had grown deeper and he was over-enunciating. Hoo, boy, was I in trouble. Did Bobby actually think he was a lawyer on some level? I’d need a real one quick if he kept this up.

“Where did you buy that suit?” I whispered. “They have a tall man’s shop in these mountains?”

“I had to drive down to Winston-Salem for something. I stopped by Sears while I was there. Sorry I’m late. They had to take out the waistband a little.”

Sears? I stared at the suit dubiously. Could this be leftover from the disco era? Had it been hanging in a backroom for thirty-five years, just waiting for Bobby to stumble in and buy it? I noticed Bobby’s gold jewelry nestled at the base of his neck and began to giggle.

“What?” he demanded indignantly.

“You look like a cross between John Travolta and Marlon Brando right before he went belly up.”

Bobby ignored me and looked at his watch. “It took me two days to get permission to even see you and we now have ten minutes left.”

I collected myself. “Okay, listen—I’ve got bad news.”

“What a coincidence,” he said. “So do I. You go first.”

“Shep got a call from Bill Butler while I was on the phone with him. I’ve got a bad feeling about it.”

“You should have a bad feeling about it. That was my bad news, too. You’re officially a ‘person of interest’ in Tonya Blackburn’s murder.”

“‘A person of interest?’” I asked. “As in, the police think you’re guilty as hell, but if they say that, the department and any newspapers that report it might get sued?”

“Exactly. Someone saw your car leaving her trailer and got your license plate and you, my friend, are the Perry County Sheriff Department’s number one suspect. Numero Uno. The Big Cheese. The Grande Fromage. At the very top of Perry County’s Most Wanted List.”

“She’d been dead for days when I found her,” I said.

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