Dressed to Die: a Lindsay Chamberlain Novel
“It was raining earlier and the water still dripped off the trees. There weren't no wind, and the water on the lake was still, like a black mirror, a good night for fishing."Mrs. Lila Poole looked to be in her late sixties, with a head of white hair and a lean, wrinkled face. She sat in the sheriff's office drinking a cup of hot coffee, wearing a pink-checkered house dress. Mrs. Poole moved like a much younger woman. She had sat down in the chair the sheriff brought for her with an ease that showed she still had strength in her legs."You were there fishing?" asked Irene."Who's she?" Lila pointed a wrinkled finger at Lindsay."Dr. Chamberlain. She found Shirley Foster for us. I'd like her to hear your story if you don't mind.""You want me to tell it again? I told it to your deputy.""I want you to take your time and tell me everything you remember.""You going to record it?""Yes. Then I'll have it typed up and you can sign it.""Fair enough. You asked me if I was fishing. What else would I ...be doing out there in the dead of night?MoreLess
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