Best Place to Die (A Lillian and Ada Mystery)
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few homicides as well?’ ‘And because of the federal fraud piece, this whole thing will be a federal case?’ ‘Yes, if in fact the murders have any connection to the fraud,’ Mattie said. And realizing Fitzhugh and Connor would get nothing further from Warren and that it would be only a matter of hours before Warren was released, she added: ‘We need to get back, and we have to work fast.’ ‘What are you thinking?’ Jamie asked. ‘I’m thinking maybe we can find something that will make a charge
toward a touchdown. Only now she couldn’t recall Bradley’s answer, probably obliterated by the screaming in the stands. But she pictured him shaking his head. What did you know, Bradley? Two exits later and she took the left for the Bedford Turnpike and automotive mile, the stretch of dealers on the outskirts of Grenville. Because it’s close and convenient, and most makes are represented, it’s where pretty much everyone in town bought their cars. It’s where she’d purchased the Lincoln after
much of her life in prison. Ada turned slightly, the Grenville high-school website open on the laptop. She flicked through 1976 and 1977, and in the latter found Victoria (Vicky) Binghamton’s Sophomore portrait. ‘It’s the same girl. So now what? She’s dead, and those three bastards just got away with it . . . you said Bradley treated her when she was a little girl. Any chance we still have the records?’ ‘Come on,’ Lil said, scribbling down Victoria’s date of birth. They headed to their bedroom.
a kind of taxi line on the access road. Staring at the camera’s LED screen, she kept the focus grid on the woman’s head, all the while praying that some movement would show she was alive, that they’d get up to the roof, bring her down and all would be well. Nearly banging her knee on a small bench, she moved a few steps forward, and had a clear shot of the woman’s face, as she lay with her eyes closed, her head resting on the brick edging. ‘Betty . . .’ Lil’s breath caught as she recognized Mrs
enough, any more and you’re an accomplice . . . probably already are.’ A worried expression on her face . . . ‘You know I would never harm you or Kyle?’ ‘Please,’ Kelly said, glancing at Alice from behind dark glasses. ‘You . . . and my brother, are the only people in this world I can count on. But I have to know.’ ‘Of course,’ Alice said, taking stock of Kelly. It was always a shock to see those blue eyes – like Vicky’s – but her personality . . . wild and fiercely self-centered. A narcissist,