The Miss Fortune Series: Hiding in the Bayou (Kindle Worlds Novella)
CIA assassin Fortune Redding is frustrated after she witnesses a murder, but frustration soon leads to determination when Deputy Carter LeBlanc is arrested thanks to an unwarranted accusation. Convinced Carter didn’t commit the crime, Fortune turns to Ida Belle for help.
In the meantime, Gertie tries a dangerous stunt and lands in the hospital. While there, she takes time to piece together a murder clearly executed by amateurs but the motive isn’t what it seems.
In the meantime, Gertie tries a dangerous stunt and lands in the hospital. While there, she takes time to piece together a murder clearly executed by amateurs but the motive isn’t what it seems.
Snippet from Hiding in the Bayou
“Hard
to believe she accused Carter,” Gertie said, shaking her head.
“Carter
didn’t kill Rich,” Ida Belle said. “What do you think, Fortune?”
“Of
course Carter didn’t do it. There were at least thirty people there to witness
the shooting.”
“And
nobody saw anything.” Ida Belle grunted. “Typical.”
“You
got it,” Gertie said. “Carter was also at pointblank range. Once forensic
experts take a look at ballistics and have all the information about the case,
Carter will be cleared.”
“Sinful
has experts? I’m impressed.” Gertie and Ida Belle swapped glances. Then, they
thinned their lips, a tactic that implied they didn’t have anything else to
add. “Let me guess. You’re the
experts?”
“The
Sinful Ladies Society will always keep the professionals honest,” Ida Belle said,
sipping her coffee.
“But
of course they will.” One day I would leave Sinful behind and return to the
dangerous days of a CIA assassin’s life and I would fondly recall these
conversations.
Maybe.
From
petty theft to murder mysteries, Gertie and Ida Belle loved solving crimes, but
I wasn’t entirely confident about their level of expertise. Sure they possessed
covert military training in clandestine operations which suggested they were
intelligent and knowledgeable, but they were also older than the Seven Wonders
of the Ancient World.
Ida
Belle rose to her feet, appearing stronger by the second. She went to her
pantry and retrieved a few bottles of ‘cough’ syrup. She kept one for herself
and placed the other two on the table. “Help yourselves.”
“Look
at you,” I said, opting to stick with coffee. “Moonshine and a murder to solve
and what do you do? Shelve your illness for a more convenient time.”
“I’ll
rest when I’m dead. This town needs leadership right now,” Ida Belle said,
swinging her gaze at Gertie. “You’re positive Carter was arrested?”
Gertie
nodded so rapidly her glasses slid down the bridge of her nose. Pushing them up
again, she said, “You know how this town works. If there isn’t a suspect, they arrest
the one who was standing closest to the victim. If Carter hadn’t been there,
the town would’ve lynched poor little Peanut for sure.”
I
wasn’t ready to preface Peanut’s name with ‘poor little’ just yet. She’d been
the one to drag her domestic disagreement straight into the streets of Sinful. Plus,
my mind had already been churning with ideas. I didn’t know designer labels or
high priced fashions but since moving to Sinful, I’d spent some time with
Walter at the General Store.
Walter
had recently started stocking a few pricey items—Gator Hoppers which were
cutoff boots, Bayou Britches which were cutoff shorts, and Fishnets which were…
well, I wasn’t entirely sure what they were supposed to be but Peanut had worn
hers as a double-layered shirt. Trashy attire didn’t come cheap.
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