Ivy Morris Mysteries
Ivy Morris is back, and this time she’s determined to stay out of trouble. She’s comfortably ensconced in her costume shop, happy as a clam. Happy as a clam can be, anyway, when her father has moved in with her for an indefinite amount of time, putting her love life frustratingly on hold.
So when her best friend asks for help with an in-home demonstration party, Ivy jumps at the chance to get out of the house and away from Dad. She has no idea of the subject until she gets a look at the cookies. But that becomes the least of her troubles when she walks straight into another murder scene. One where she’s the prime suspect.
What else could go wrong? When you’re Ivy Morris, the only right answer is “everything.” With the help of hunky Ben Fallon, this girl will try to figure out why she’s being framed and what it has to do with her getting THE WRONG DRAWERS.
Page Count: 246
Word Count: 64201
I screamed like...well, like someone had just died. For the second time in two months, I was alone in a room with a corpse. My life was never supposed to be like this.
Bella came in first, looked at me, looked at Tarrin, and started screaming, too. The rest of the guests bottlenecked in the doorway and couldn’t get in for all their pushing and shoving.
“Stay back,” I said, sure we shouldn’t contaminate the scene or touch anything.
It occurred to me I hadn’t even checked to see if she was dead before I screamed. A reaction similar to the last time I’d stood over a dead body. That time I was horribly sad because the deceased was my new friend Janice. Not to say I wasn’t sad this time at the loss of a life, but I was more shocked than anything. I hadn’t been gone more than five minutes, and Tarrin had definitely been alive and bitching when the bathroom door had swung shut.
I touched her limp wrist and felt no pulse. I’d expected as much, and yet I jumped back at the confirmation. I tripped over something on the rug and fell ass first on to the wrong end of a spiked heel. My poor behind. “Bella, why don’t you move everyone back into the living room and then call the police? I’ll stay with Tarrin until they come.”
For a split second, Bella’s eyes hardened, and I tried to soften mine to tell her I understood how difficult this must be for her. She turned on her heel and started herding everyone back to the other room, without glancing my way again.
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