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A Grave Situation: A Jake Wyler Mystery, #2
A Grave Situation: A Jake Wyler Mystery, #2
A Grave Situation: A Jake Wyler Mystery, #2
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Jake Wyler owns a cemetery. He and his young friend, Paul, are working to get the house on the property fixed up and they need paint. They go to get some and run into the man who abandoned Paul’s mother, Becky, when he was born. There is a confrontation, then things get worse as the man starts to bother Becky. Jake has developed a close friendship with the woman and tries to protect her, but the man is murdered. Now she is a suspect for the murder. Jake and Paul have to solve the killing to clear her of the charges. A new book about an ordinary guy caught in mysteries and dead bodies. This book is a novella.
 

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PublisherBob Moats
Release dateNov 30, 2017
ISBN9781386635079
A Grave Situation: A Jake Wyler Mystery, #2
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Bob Moats

Detroit area resident, Bob Moats, has been writing short stories and plays for as long as he can remember. He has lost most of his original stories, typed or handwritten, in the numerous moves he has made from his hometown of Fraser, Michigan to Northern Michigan, to Las Vegas and back to Fraser, where he now lives. Moats became one of the causalities of unemployment a year ago, and had time on his hands to finally pursue a life long dream of writing a full blown crime novel. Thus was born the first book, "Classmate Murders".What followed was a series of seven books starting with "The Classmate Murders" which introduces the main character, Jim Richards, who has to admit he has become a senior citizen, reluctantly. Richards, one day, receives an email from a childhood sweetheart asking for his help, but by the time he reaches her, she has been murdered. His life turns around and he is pulled into numerous murders of women from his high school who he hasn't seen in forty years. Along with a friend of his, Buck, a big, mustached biker, they go off to track down the killer before he can get to one former classmate, Penny Wickens, a TV talk show host who Jim has just fallen for while protecting her. The killer is also murdering the women right out from under police protection, driving homicide detective Will Trapper crazy, and he slowly depends on Jim to help. There's humor, suspense, wild chases across suburban Detroit with cops, classic cars and motorcycle clubs; murder, mayhem, a good amount of romance and a twist ending.Jim and his crime fighters, continue in the other books, traveling to Las Vegas twice, back to Detroit and out to New York to solve murders involving dominatrix; mistresses; Bridezillas; magic and strip clubs.Book titles: Classmate Murders; Vegas Showgirl Murders; Dominatrix Murders; Mistress Murders; Bridezilla Murders; Magic Murders; Strip Club Murders and Made-for-TV Murders.

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    A Grave Situation - Bob Moats

    A Grave Situation

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    By Bob Moats

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    This book is a novella, shorter than a novel, but longer than a short story.

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    Copyright © 2017 by Bob Moats.

    All rights reserved.

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    Rev. 120217-1130

    This book is licensed for your personal use only. This book may not be re-sold or given away to other people. If you would like to share this book with another person, please purchase an additional copy for each recipient. If you're reading this book and did not purchase it, or it was not purchased for your use only, please purchase your own copy. Thank you for respecting the hard work of this author.

    No part of this book may be reproduced, scanned, or distributed in any printed or electronic form without permission. Please do not participate in or encourage piracy of copyrighted materials in violation of the author's rights. Purchase only authorized editions.

    This is a work of pure fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are the product of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, business establishments, events, or locales is entirely coincidental.

    For information and address:

    Magic 1 Productions

    P.O. Box 524, Fraser MI 48026-0524

    Website: http://murdernovels.com

    Cover design by Bob Moats

    Stock photo www.fotosearch.com

    Extra special thanks to:

    To Susan Haughton, for editing my chapters.

    TO THE PROOF READERS, Amy Morningstar, Cindy Valstad, Carolyn Linington and Al Norris for proofing the final copy and hopefully catching all those annoying little errors that slip through.

    TO RUSS HOLTHAUS, A police officer, who made sure my characters didn't violate any laws.

    THANK YOU TO ALL THE people who purchased this book. I hope you enjoy it as much as I enjoyed writing it for my faithful readers.

    THE BOB MOATS FAMILY of Readers is listed in the back of the book.

    Author’s Note

    Warning. This book contains some spoilers that gives away plots from the first book, Six Feet Down so if you haven’t read that book be aware this book reveals the killer from the first book. Read that book first to enjoy this one.

    Chapter 1

    It had been a month since I bought a cemetery and found the killer of the man I bought the property from. My life was busy learning how to run the cemetery and keeping up with the woman who came into my life. I maintained that we stay friends, but with benefits, which suited her. I had her son, Paul, working around the property, mowing, trimming and cleaning the grounds. He was a hard worker and very friendly, which was something I needed, a male friend. Although our ages were almost forty years apart, he was very mature for his age.

    Now, his mother, Becky, was another matter. She came back into my life when I went to the bank to withdraw the money to pay for the cemetery. She worked at the bank as a manager, and we had gone to high school together. I had moved away from my hometown about forty years ago to serve in the Marines and then ended up in Washington, D.C. working for the National Archives. It wasn’t a glamorous job; I basically filed and categorized documents from all the way back to the founding fathers, but mostly for the present administration. I got tired of that job and moved back home, although both my parents were long gone, I still had friends here.

    It was a gloomy day and started raining around noon. Paul came into the office located in my ancient house on the property and said, I’ll finish the yard work when it lets up. He was wet and sat on a wooden chair instead of the comfortable cloth chair. He was at least considerate.

    I’m thinking I’d like to paint the foyer, feel up to that? I said.

    Sure, when do you want to start? he replied.

    I stood and said, Let’s go to Home Depot and see what paint they have. We left the office and stopped in the large foyer. I looked around and said, I think a light color would make this room brighter. Maybe white or tan.

    Paint it black, it would go with the theme of a cemetery, Paul said with a laugh. I hit his arm playfully, and we went out to the car.

    I wasn’t fond of driving in the rain, but it wasn’t a downpour, at least. We got to the store and went in, then over to the paint department. There was a man with a red vest on and I went to him.

    Excuse me, can you help us? I asked him. He turned to face me and I was shocked to see him. Eddie Grabowski, Paul’s absent father, who abandoned Becky when Paul was born. I knew it was Eddie, since he, Becky and I were in the same high school.

    Paul, we once talked about how you might meet your birth father one day. Well, here he is. I think you said you wanted to tell him off for leaving your mother. I probably shouldn’t have thrown this at Paul, without taking him aside to explain who the man was.

    Paul just looked flustered and said nothing. I could see he was embarrassed and I was sorry for this chance meeting and the way I handled it.

    It’s okay, Paul, I understand. I turned back to Eddie and said, This fine young man is your son, Eddie. The one you abandoned twenty years ago. He may not want to tell you off because he’s a nice person, but I’m not so nice, and I want to say you are a slime, low-life creep for what you did. Leaving Becky alone to raise a son and having to struggle.

    Hey, come on, Jake. I wasn’t ready to be a father and I didn’t want to get married, either. I was wrong for running out, but I couldn’t think of any other way.

    Yeah, well you missed out on a great family, you mother... I bit my tongue; I didn’t want to say it. I said to Paul, Let’s go to Lowe’s and get our paint.

    We turned away from him and went back out. Paul said nothing until we got in the car. I wasn’t sure what to say or do. I felt so mad when I met him and found out who he was, I couldn’t speak. Thanks for telling him off.

    I still should have warned you before putting you out there. I’m sorry.

    No, it worked out all right. He looked so old and miserable, I can’t see him with my mother.

    "Well, let’s forget it and get our

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