Fat Free And Fatal. G. A. McKevett
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Название: Fat Free And Fatal
Автор: G. A. McKevett
Издательство: Ingram
Жанр: Ужасы и Мистика
Серия: A Savannah Reid Mystery
isbn: 9780758283528
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Tammy giggled. “Sorry.”
“And…” Savannah continued, “…it’s usually all I can do to get myself onto a scene before it’s ‘cleaned up,’ as you say. There’s no way I could get you onto an unprocessed crime scene. That’s illegal and, to be frank, it wouldn’t be half as much fun as you think it would be.”
Bleak and Jesup looked at each other, totally confused. “But why not?” Jesup asked Savannah.
“Why not what?”
“Why wouldn’t it be fun?”
“Yeah!” Bleak added. “I think it would be great! I mean to see it firsthand, the blood and guts and brain matter and—”
“Oh, for pete’s sake.” Savannah shook her head. “What’s the matter with you two chuckleheads? There’s nothing fun or great or cool about somebody being murdered. It’s the most horrific thing that can ever happen! Ever!” She jumped up from her chair, walked over and snatched the plate of brownies out from under their noses. “You guys are disgusting, and I’ve had just about enough of this conversation.”
“Hey,” Jesup said, grabbing her lemonade and holding it close to her chest before Savannah could nab it, too. “Death is what life is all about. We’re all going to die someday. That’s where we’re all headed.”
“Yeah.” Bleak nodded so hard that his gelled hair nearly budged. “We’re all going to be moldering in a grave someday, just like those bodies on the body farm. Might as well get used to the idea.”
“Get used to the idea, yes,” Savannah agreed. “But we don’t have to wallow in it like a bunch of hogs in a mud ditch. Death is not what life is about. Life is what life’s about.”
Tammy cleared her throat. “And besides,” she said, “not all of us are going to molder in a grave somewhere, monopolizing valuable land resources. Personally, I’m being cremated. It’s far more environmentally conscious. Do you know, I read that cemeteries take up—”
“Oh, shut up, Tammy.” Plate of brownies in hand, Savannah stomped off into the kitchen.
Once she was gone, Tammy snickered. “Sorry,” she said. “Savannah’s had a rough day. Someone was murdered at Dona Papalardo’s estate nearby here, and she’s helping with the investigation.”
Jesup shrugged. “Eh…you don’t have to apologize to me for my big sister. She always was cranky and bossy.”
Bleak nudged his new wife. “Did you hear that? We lucked out! She’s investigating a homicide.” He turned to Tammy. “Do you think she’s got some cool pictures of the crime scene? You know, like clotted blood and…”
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