Destination Murder
“Fletcher, if you don’t mind,” Detective Marshall said, his voice muffled behind the hand he’d drawn across his mouth.
“Of course,” I said, looking around at the small group that had gathered for afternoon cocktails. “No one will hear it from me. But I’m sure you know that a secret like this won’t remain a secret very long.”
“Yes, I realize that.”
“Why don’t we move to the back of the car where we can speak more freely?” I suggested.
He escorted me to the rear of the club car, where someone had ...pushed two of the little round tables together and set up a game of checkers, the red and black disks lined up in the rows of squares, awaiting players.
“I have our Vancouver office running background checks on all the passengers, and another detective will join me when we arrive at 100 Mile House,” he said, studying the checkerboard as though he might start playing at any moment. “For now, I intend to concentrate on the folks who were in the room when the deceased was drinking.”MoreLess
“Of course,” I said, looking around at the small group that had gathered for afternoon cocktails. “No one will hear it from me. But I’m sure you know that a secret like this won’t remain a secret very long.”
“Yes, I realize that.”
“Why don’t we move to the back of the car where we can speak more freely?” I suggested.
He escorted me to the rear of the club car, where someone had ...pushed two of the little round tables together and set up a game of checkers, the red and black disks lined up in the rows of squares, awaiting players.
“I have our Vancouver office running background checks on all the passengers, and another detective will join me when we arrive at 100 Mile House,” he said, studying the checkerboard as though he might start playing at any moment. “For now, I intend to concentrate on the folks who were in the room when the deceased was drinking.”MoreLess
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