Dead Silent (A Jettine Jorgensen Mystery, Book 1) by S.L. Menear

Author:S.L. Menear [Menear, S. L.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: ePublishing Works!

The next morning, Snake and I sat at a table on the terrace with my laptop while Sophia fixed breakfast. A warm breeze caressed me as I checked for local news stories that might give us a clue.

“Nothing the week before, but the day they left, there was a story in the evening news about a missing local woman, Lola Brown.” I pointed at the item. “She was twenty-two.”

He sipped his coffee. “Did you know her?”

“No, she probably moved here while I was away in the Navy.”

“She could’ve gone missing the night before your parents left on vacation, but it wouldn’t have made it into the paper until the following night.”

“I’ll check for follow-up stories.” I tapped the keys. “Look. Two fishermen found her body floating in the ocean the next day.” I gasped. “And the autopsy showed she was pregnant.”

He frowned. “That’s a strong motive if the father was a selfish jerk who didn’t want to take responsibility. Easier to drown the problem.”

I stared out at the ocean. “And maybe my parents saw her on his boat.”

“What time did they fly out the next day?” He reached down and accepted the frisbee Pratt offered him. He flung it toward the lawn, the puppies charging after it.

“They left at ten in the morning from the private jet terminal at PBI, which means they didn’t know she was murdered, or they would’ve reported it.”

He sat back. “How long were they planning to be away?”

“It was supposed to be a four-day vacation at a casino resort in Freeport.” I poured myself another cup of coffee and refilled his cup.

“They wouldn’t have learned about the crime until the second or third day of their trip. By then, it would make sense to wait until they returned home to report what they had seen.” He stirred cream and sugar into his cup.

“Which is why the killer made sure they never made it home.” I bit my lip.

He reached over and gently turned my chin toward him. “None of this is plausible unless the killer was certain they had seen him with the victim. How could he have known they saw him on a boat? He must’ve been at least a half-mile away.”

We were lost in thought, blankly staring into each other’s eyes when Sophia rolled out the serving cart with breakfast. The aroma of warm cinnamon rolls, bacon, and eggs scrambled with a sprinkling of cheddar drifted over us.

She punched his muscled arm. “I can’t leave you alone with her for five minutes.”

He turned. “No need to be jealous. It’s not what it looks like.”

“That’s what they all say. Eat your breakfast and behave yourself.” She plopped a plate in front of him.

I chuckled. “He’s telling the truth. Our thoughts were occupied with how to explain the conundrum we just discovered.”

Pratt and Whitney nudged Sophia and Snake to help them climb onto their laps.

“Don’t pick them up.” I pointed at the bacon. “They’re trying to get closer to this. My uncle gave them some, and now they want it every time they smell it.

Download

Copyright Disclaimer:
This site does not store any files on its server. We only index and link to content provided by other sites. Please contact the content providers to delete copyright contents if any and email us, we'll remove relevant links or contents immediately.