Murder On the Astral Plane (A Kate Jasper Mystery)
“She alternately cajoled and sulked until I pulled off the highway to turn around and drive back to where Isabelle Viseu lived in a small, older house in the downtown section of Paloma, not far from Justine’s.
“Why didn’t you think of this before we left Paloma?” I grouched as we opened the little gate and walked up the cement pathway to Isabelle Viseu’s front door. I tried not to notice the pansies that lined the pathway. I hate flowers when I’m trying to be in a bad mood. Especially brightly c...olored flowers in the streaming sunlight.
“Because I’m a big pain in the rear,” Barbara answered cheerfully as she reached for the doorbell.
But no one answered when Barbara rang Isabelle’s doorbell, psychically or otherwise. Nor did anyone answer on Barbara’s second or third ring.
“Let’s go,” I ordered, wiggling my shoulders impatiently. I was uncomfortable here despite the pansies. No one had invited us and— Barbara responded to my order about as well as she responded to “no.”MoreLess
“Why didn’t you think of this before we left Paloma?” I grouched as we opened the little gate and walked up the cement pathway to Isabelle Viseu’s front door. I tried not to notice the pansies that lined the pathway. I hate flowers when I’m trying to be in a bad mood. Especially brightly c...olored flowers in the streaming sunlight.
“Because I’m a big pain in the rear,” Barbara answered cheerfully as she reached for the doorbell.
But no one answered when Barbara rang Isabelle’s doorbell, psychically or otherwise. Nor did anyone answer on Barbara’s second or third ring.
“Let’s go,” I ordered, wiggling my shoulders impatiently. I was uncomfortable here despite the pansies. No one had invited us and— Barbara responded to my order about as well as she responded to “no.”MoreLess
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