Chapter Twenty-Seven
Car-hunting.
posted on September 2, 2010 in Caught Dead, Features
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I looked around, waiting for Paige to explain why we were here.
Chapter Twenty-Six
“I wasn’t trying to hurt anyone, honestly.”
posted on August 30, 2010 in Caught Dead, Features
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I let myself in the front door, not bothering to lock it after me. It felt good to be inside, away from the cold air that seared my chest with each breath I took.
Chapter Twenty-Five
Playing with fire.
posted on August 26, 2010 in Caught Dead, Features
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I gripped Mrs. F’s by the shoulders. “They haven’t cleared the house?”
Chapter Twenty-Four
My heart stopped. “What’s happened?”
posted on August 23, 2010 in Caught Dead, Features
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I’d heard enough. Stuffing my mitted hands into my pockets, I followed a lacy trail of bird tracks in the opposite direction.
Chapter Twenty-Three
Family reflections.
posted on August 19, 2010 in Caught Dead, Features
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Howie’s girls burst from the vehicle. They raced through the snow, throwing snowballs at anything that moved, including the Pepperfield’s yelping Airedales. Howie looked indulgent. Dora looked adoring. Connie Lynngate Pepperfield looked pained.
Chapter Twenty-Two
Lord, give me grace.
posted on August 16, 2010 in Caught Dead, Features
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My head ached like a demon. I pictured myself sneaking into Nick’s hotel room in Florida, my fingers wrapping around his thick neck as I squeezed.
Chapter Twenty-One
Tragedy befalls Hamlet.
posted on August 12, 2010 in Caught Dead, Features
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I stared at the pile of money. “You took this out of the bank?”
Chapter Twenty
Was the information in Justin’s smart phone worth killing for?
posted on August 9, 2010 in Caught Dead, Features
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More confused than enlightened, I drove home and changed for my run. I had a lot of adrenaline to burn off before I’d be able to concentrate on finishing my sermon.
Chapter Nineteen
Dear Ms. Pepperfield, I don’t believe in premonitions.
posted on August 5, 2010 in Caught Dead, Features
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Howie wouldn’t be happy to see me but I didn’t care. I bullied my way past the receptionist, and barged into his office.
Chapter Eighteen
“Dillys Merryweather’s death is connected to Justin’s.”
posted on August 2, 2010 in Caught Dead, Features
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I should have been finalizing my sermon but I couldn’t get my mind off the case. That’s what it had become for me, a case. I had a string of seemingly unconnected events, a missing BlackBerry, several lost files and two murders. But mostly what I had was a gut feeling that a killer was closing in on another victim.
Chapter Seventeen
We started searching.
posted on July 26, 2010 in Caught Dead, Features
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January second, Pepperfield College’s Administration Building was locked up tighter than the Masonic Lodge. Fortunately for me, I had Paige. She’d borrowed the security codes from her father, who’d taken Paige’s mom to Toronto for a theatre matinee. I wasn’t clear on whether Pepperfield was aware of his generosity, or not.
Chapter Sixteen
A new death brings new questions.
posted on July 19, 2010 in Caught Dead, Features
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Justin Pepperfield, killed when his tampered breaks failed, and Dillys Merryweather, Justin’s secretary, strangled, her body disposed of in another motor vehicle accident. Two murders someone tried to cover up with car accidents. What did they have in common?
Chapter Fifteen
"Tell me it’s not our fault.”
posted on July 12, 2010 in Caught Dead, Features
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I was half way out the door Thursday morning when the phone rang. It clicked into the answering machine, then urgently shrilled again. I shouted for Dad to wait, and picked up.
Chapter Fourteen
Music and mayhem.
posted on July 5, 2010 in Caught Dead, Features
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I had no office at the church, just a cubby hole and closet to store my vestments, so I used the Ladies’ Lounge for my appointments. I had to book the space well in advance. The ladies were very possessive of their plush couches and potted plants.
Chapter Thirteen
A quest for a BlackBerry.
posted on June 28, 2010 in Caught Dead, Features
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“Dillys Merryweather just called.” Paige sounded excited. “She says she wants out, and she needs money to do it. She knows where Justin’s BlackBerry is. She’ll hand it over for a price. She sounded scared.”
Chapter Twelve
What could I do to keep her safe?
posted on June 21, 2010 in Caught Dead, Features
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I stalked out of Willcot Pepperfield’s office, exasperated by my lack of progress. I knew little more than when I’d entered.
Chapter Eleven
“Are you going to be all right?”
posted on June 14, 2010 in Caught Dead, Features
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Paige inspected me for signs of life. “What happened?”
Chapter Ten
Take murder, add blackmail and stir...
posted on June 7, 2010 in Caught Dead, Features
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“Son!”
“Hold your breath, Dad. Tread water. I’ll have you out in a minute.”
Chapter Nine
“Who? Why?”
posted on May 31, 2010 in Caught Dead, Features
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“Someone’s been following us since we left Pepperfield,” I said.
Chapter Eight
Knowing Justin had been murdered didn’t help my frame of mind.
posted on May 24, 2010 in Caught Dead, Features
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Justin’s tampered brake line confirmed our suspicions: his death wasn’t accidental. It was murder.
