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An attractive sous chef at the famous restaurant LElfe Is murdered and half of the employees are suspect. The lack of police progress toward solving the murder leads Chef Jean Bouvier to seek a quicker solution. He hires private eyes James Lessor and Skip Moore to go undercover and discreetly investigate his restaurant staff. But their Investigation turns up far more than they bargained for. Skips charming girlfriend, Emily, confesses that the murder victim and she had been close friends at one point in their lives and had shared a very dark secret. But Emily refuses to elaborate, building a wall of defense between herself and the two young detectives. The more James and Skip investigate the background of the victim and the people she knew, the more they are convinced that this shared secret has far-reaching implications that may lead to the motive for the murder. The closer they get to the answer, the more desperate someone is to stop them.
for Jean-Luc, her son, had not gone her way. Or his. And now someone had brutally murdered their candidate for head chef at their new South Beach bistro. I think she had a strong case for bitterness. “Amigo,” James walked up to me as I put the last tray into the washer. I turned and immediately saw his hands. They were adorned with three bandages, and he held them up as badges of courage. “What the hell did you do?” “I forgot. A chef and his knife become intimate, Skip. Damn, that thing is
that Bouvier had asked her to become executive chef at a brand-new restaurant he was opening on South Beach. La Plage. The Beach. An unbelievable achievement for someone of her age and background. Executive chef. “It was her dream, her goal. Skip, she had so much to live for.” I glanced at Em and tears were streaming down her face. I blinked, released her hand, and hugged her as purple lights swirled against the white building. Blue-and-red spinners from the police cars cast an eerie pattern
We’ve had a little setback, and I feel bad about that. I’m certain that the person responsible will be found soon, but in the meantime, there’s no reason for you to let down.” Pointing at the assembled staff, he smiled, a mellow, fatherly kind of look on his face, his eyes twinkling. “When I say, ‘can you do this’, your answer to me should be, ‘of course we can.’ Because you can.” I found “a little setback” to be somewhat trivial when it came to the life of a young lady, but Chef Jean was on a
even worse than it normally did, but I was amazed at the difference. The doors weren’t that much easier to open, but there were almost no squeaks and squeals. As I walked into the apartment, James was scowling. “Why didn’t you tell me?” “What? What did I leave out?” “That the cops were seriously looking at me as a person of interest.” I had left that out. “It didn’t seem that important, James. Em said that Ted Con -way mentioned it to her, but she didn’t think they were serious.” “Well,
demanding, but I still had empathy. She’s lost her only kid. And this time, with our efforts, she expects results. She was very clear about that. The two of them want to know if anyone on staff killed Amanda. That’s our mission, to scope out the employees.” I thought back to what Em had said about the Bouviers spending hundreds of thousands of dollars to find Jean-Luc’s killer. And we were offered six thousand bucks. There was some discrepancy there. No results for hundreds of thousands, but