Corpse On the Cob (2010)
Corpse On the Cob
“Willie was a no-show, and I was the only guest. I felt uncomfortable having Mrs. Friar wait on me hand and foot with a gorgeous breakfast when I would have been just as happy with a bowl of cereal and milk. I’d tapped on Willie’s door when I came down but received no response. A glance out into the parking lot told me his SUV was missing, too. As soon as I sat down at the dining table, I saw a note leaning against the salt and pepper shakers. It was a small piece of white paper with the inn’s l...ogo printed at the top—the same paper I’d found in my desk upstairs. It was folded in half, with my name printed in neat letters across the front.
Just as I picked it up, Mrs. Friar came in with orange juice. “That was on the dining room table when I came in this morning.”
Opening the note, I saw that it was from Willie, telling me he had to run an early morning errand but would be back to the inn between eight thirty and nine. He ordered me to go nowhere until he returned.MoreLess
Just as I picked it up, Mrs. Friar came in with orange juice. “That was on the dining room table when I came in this morning.”
Opening the note, I saw that it was from Willie, telling me he had to run an early morning errand but would be back to the inn between eight thirty and nine. He ordered me to go nowhere until he returned.MoreLess
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