Whack 'n' Roll by Gail Oust

Author:Gail Oust
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Publisher: Penguin USA, Inc.
Published: 2011-05-21T19:41:58+00:00

Chapter 19

My jaw dropped, nearly hitting the table, when I heard Earl mention Bill Lewis. A collective gasp rose from the Babes.

Earl was on a roll now. “Yeah, that’s right. Bill Lewis. He’s a part-time ranger on the golf course, part-time handyman. Rosalie was forever calling him to come over to fix this or that around the house. She’d always arrange for him to come when she was damn well sure I wouldn’t be home.”

Sheriff Wiggins dutifully recorded the information in his little book. “By any chance, does Bill Lewis live in Serenity Cove Estates?”

I couldn’t believe my ears. Call me crazy, call me besotted, but to my way of thinking, Bill Lewis was an even less likely candidate to kill Rosalie than Earl. I felt, rather than saw, Pam’s sympathetic glance slide my way.

Earl nodded vigorously. “He not only lives here, but he’s president of the Woodchucks.”

The sheriff did his one-eyebrow-lift thing. “The woodchucks?”

Gloria cleared her throat to draw the sheriff’s attention. “Woodchucks is the name of the woodworking club here in Serenity Cove.”

Earl rubbed beads of sweat from his forehead with the back of his hand. “Bill Lewis either owns or has access to every power tool on the planet. Who’s better equipped to dismember a body?”

Monica pressed a hand against her mouth, her skin that nasty olive green. Connie Sue draped an arm around her shoulders. “Gentlemen, if y’all excuse us. I think we’ve overstayed our welcome.”

One look at Monica’s face, and Janine flanked her other side. “Our friend needs some air,” she explained. Together with Connie Sue, Janine herded Monica toward the door.

“B-but . . . ?” I protested. I don’t know which I hated more, not knowing the outcome of the sheriff’s questioning or watching Monica barf.

“Say good-bye, Kate,” Gloria ordered, her voice stern.

Pam took one of my arms, Rita, the other, and they escorted me from the house. I had been cleverly outmaneu vered.

Once outside, I sputtered, “Imagine! Earl practically accused Bill of killing Rosalie.”

“Calm down, Kate.” Pam patted my back as we walked down the Brubaker drive and crossed the street heading toward my house. “Emotions are running a bit high right now. People are bound to say and do all kinds of crazy things.”

“Just because a man owns power tools, saws, and such doesn’t mean a thing,” I fired back. “Like we said before, if that was the case, practically every man in the world would be a suspect.”

Monica’s normal color was gradually returning. “Why would Earl say such a thing if it wasn’t true?”

“Maybe Earl’s the jealous type,” Connie Sue suggested. “You never know with men.”

Rita reached her Honda Accord parked in my driveway and paused, her hand on the door. “Rosalie used to complain at bridge that when it came to doing things around the house, Earl would either be on the golf course or puttering in his garden.”

“Bill can fix just about anything,” Gloria agreed. “Rosalie probably had him on speed dial.”

Connie Sue smoothed her honey blond bob. “Y’all, I said it once, I’ll say it again.

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