Accidental Eyewitness. Alice Zogg

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      ACCIDENTAL EYEWITNESS

      When a killer thinks there isn’t a shred of evidence to be found,

      there might be an accidental witness.

      Also by Alice Zogg

      Stand-Alone Mystery

      A Bet Turned Deadly

      R. A. Huber Mysteries

      Evil at Shore Haven

      Guilty or Not

      Murder at the Cubbyhole

      Revamp Camp

      Final Stop Albuquerque

      The Fall of Optimum House

      The Lonesome Autocrat

      Tracking Backward

      Turn the Joker Around

      Reaching Checkmate

      ACCIDENTAL EYEWITNESS

      ALICE ZOGG

      This book is a work of fiction.

      Copyright 2017 Alice Zogg,

      All rights reserved.

      Published in eBook format by eBookIt.com

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      ISBN-13: 978-1-4566-2893-2

      No part of this book may be reproduced in any form or by any electronic or mechanical means including information storage and retrieval systems, without permission in writing from the author. The only exception is by a reviewer, who may quote short excerpts in a review.

      In memory of my friend Edith,

      who loved snorkeling near tropical islands

      CREDITS

      Credit is due to Jackie Houchin, who explained the function of rescue inhalers for people suffering from asthma. She was even so kind as to let me borrow one. Rosemary Lord described a full-blown, life-or-death sort of asthma attack to me. Thank you, Rosemary, for sharing your painful experience which you would prefer to forget. Thanks are also in order to my son-in-law Sam Levering, who refreshed my memory about scuba diving and snorkeling. Again, I counted on my daughter Franziska for proofreading the manuscript. It is a tedious task, but she does it to perfection. Gayle Bartos-Pool deserves credit for an excellent editing job. My gratitude goes out to the members of the Los Angeles chapter of Sisters in Crime. Their support and friendship keeps me on track. When doing research for previous books, my husband, Wilfried, accompanied me when scouting out locations. Since Isle of Ease does not exist and is entirely a place of my imagination, he was off the hook with this work.

      THE PLANNING

      One morning in the month of February, a person sat at breakfast somewhere in Southern California, staring into space. No one would have imagined that beneath the stoic façade of this law-abiding citizen, murder was being plotted. Yet that was exactly what went on in the individual’s mind. Not that any facial expression would have mattered; he or she was alone. The planning was precise, down to every exacting detail. The wicked human even thought up a plan B, should there be unpredictable circumstances to ruin the ploy. With a slight nod, the person thought, yes, it will work like a charm, and with any luck, go down as accidental death. On the off chance that there would be a homicide investigation, there is no way the crime can be fixed on me.

      The planner hesitated for a second. Is it worth the risk? What risk? There is none, in fact. No evidence leading to me will exist. Do I really want to go through with this? Sure as hell I do! The schemer went in search of pen and paper, wrote the entire plot down - - memorizing each aspect - - and then fed the lines into the shredder.

      CHAPTER 1

      Kurt Nobel, known as “The Real Estate King,” was ruthless in business yet generous with people in his personal life. For those who dared cross him, there was hell to pay. Physically, he was 54, six feet tall and in good shape, well-groomed, with brown hair graying at the temples and thinning on top.

      At the moment, he watched his new young wife as she brushed her long, silky, blond hair in front of the vanity mirror. Absent minded, she had failed to notice him enter their bedroom. He stood, watching her composed movements.

      Then he approached, addressing her image in the mirror and said, “What’s going on in that aloof head of yours?”

      Barbie replied, “I read the guest list and have a question.”

      “Feel free to add more of your friends.”

      “No, Hope is the only one I care to invite.”

      “What is it, then?”

      She took a moment before voicing her objection. Finally, she asked, “Why do you want your former fiancée to come?”

      “Oh, that’s what’s eating you! I want to show Alexa that there are no hard feelings, is all.”

      Barbie put her brush down and turned away from the mirror. Facing him, she stated, “I believe that deep down you’re still in love with her, whether you know it or not.”

      “Alexa and I were done years ago. Are you that insecure?”

      “Insecurity has nothing to do with it. I think it is a mistake to invite the Wellers.”

      “You’re too late, my gorgeous worrywart; I’ve already mailed out the invitations.” That said, he kissed her on the forehead and left her to finish getting dressed for their dinner engagement that evening.

      In order to get her mind off Alexa, Barbie cheered herself up by imagining what fun it would be to spend a week in the company of Hope. They had been thick as thieves together in high school and she trusted that their relationship had not changed. She was a bit apprehensive about what Hope would think of her marriage to Kurt, knowing how opinionated her friend could be. Kurt’s sister was okay, and her little girl was as sweet as pie. As for the rest of the people on the guest list, she hardly knew any of them and would be perfectly happy if it stayed that way.

      Kurt walked over to his own closet to change clothes and thought, I can’t wait to show off my new bride and island mansion to the guests. The conversion of the place had ended up being a success beyond his expectations. Turning the hotel, which had operated at a loss, into his own private getaway was a stroke of genius.

      The formal invitations went out in February and were met with mixed feelings among the recipients. They read:

      “You are cordially invited to Kurt and Barbie’s wedding celebration. The official wedding, which took place last month, was a private ceremony with only family and close friends. As the conversion of my hotel on the Isle of Ease into a vacation residence will be completed this spring, we would СКАЧАТЬ