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Hidden Body: Jo Durbin Mysteries, #0.5
By Norma Huss
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Length: 55 pages52 minutes
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A Prequel Novelette
Is a black cat bad luck?
The cottage on Chesapeake Bay is for sale. Jo accompanies her realtor sister Sylvie as they check out what's needed before the open house. Mow the lawn—-check, paint the kitchen—-check, search for a body? No way, no how.
And that black cat darting away? Bad luck maybe? But who is the bad luck for?
- Publisher:
- Norma Huss
- Released:
- Jan 12, 2016
- ISBN:
- 9781524204280
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Hidden Body - Norma Huss
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Chapter 1
SYLVIE BOUNCED OUT of her car and threw her arms wide to include the lot, the sunny sky, and the trees that nearly hid the house. Jo, isn’t this a cute little cottage?
After fifty-some years of being sisters, I knew that was a rhetorical question. Silvie was in full real estate agent mode. The two-story house missed cute
by a mile. As I crawled out of her much too petite car, she galloped around taking pictures from various vantage points, muttering things like, Trim that bush,
and Replace screen door.
I’d agreed to help, so I grabbed my note pad and followed her. Just because the house is on the water doesn’t mean it’s the ideal vacation home. No sandy beach, no souvenir shop, and there doesn’t even seem to be a restaurant anywhere near.
Look on the positive side,
Sylvie said. Lovely wooded lot, view of the water through the trees, and easy access to fresh seafood.
You mean from that commercial fish processing plant we passed? From the smell, I’d say they operate on a Saturday.
As she walked away, ignoring both me and the aroma, a black cat streaked from behind the house, through the yard, and zipped down the street.
Hey,
I yelped. Sylvie, that’s the third black cat I’ve seen today.
Atmosphere,
she said, for some strange reason, and pivoted to aim her camera at the cat. It was a streak in the distance.
"I like cats as well as anybody, but don’t you think three black ones mean something? I knew she wouldn’t agree, but I added,
This whole weekend is jinxed. Let’s forget it and head back home."
La, de, dah,
my sister said with a flit of her hand. Since when are you superstitious?
I’m not superstitious, just prudent.
Forget it, Jo.
It wasn’t just the black cat that bothered me. Something in the air, some foreboding, an odd premonition...
Not that I’d mention it to Sylvie, but I had a full attack of what she’d call Jo’s weird vibes. Time to expect anything to happen. Absolutely anything, frequently of an unfortunate nature.
Or not.
Let’s see... Second thoughts about another one of Sylvie’s projects? The brief shower we’d passed through would catch up and ruin our pleasant day? Somebody bought the cottage while we were driving and we’d wasted a day? But—there was something about cats of any color. Things happen.
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