Murder in a Small Town

Gary T Brideau

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Thomas and his girlfriend Sasha were on their way home from a 1950s dance and had to stop for the night. The next day they sat in a restaurant called asked eddies to order breakfast when somebody came in and reported murder on route 11. Thomas, being a detective, went to the crime scene with his wife to see if they could help. But Thomas and Sasha become tangled in a web of lies and deceit.

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• Fiction

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• Publié par: Xlibris US
• Date de parution: 25 juillet 2022
• Nombre de lectures: 0
• EAN13: 9781669839682
• Langue: English
• Poids de l'ouvrage: 2 Mo

Extrait

Murder in a small town
Gary T Brideau

Copyright © 2022 by Gary T Brideau.
ISBN:
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978-1-6698-3969-9

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978-1-6698-3968-2
 
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This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents either are the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to any actual persons, living or dead, events, or locales is entirely coincidental.
 
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Rev. date: 07/23/2022
 
 
 
 
 
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Contents
Character reference
Storyline
 
Chapter 1A rude awakening
Chapter 2Back to Square One
Chapter 3Callie’s in charge
Chapter 4Dirty Laundry
Chapter 5Under attack
Chapter 6To the rescue
Chapter 7Thalia returns
Chapter 8A new place to live
Chapter 9In Search of
Chapter 10Callie exposed
Chapter 11The evidence is stacked
Chapter 12This is a quiet picnic?
Chapter 13A close call
Chapter 14Down, but not out
Chapter 15Callie makes a play for Thomas
Chapter 16At it again
Chapter 17Callie is wanted
Chapter 18A change of heart for Sasha
Chapter 19Stakeout
Chapter 20Plenty of hot water
 
Epilogue

Character reference
Sasha Gillespie : lives in New Mexico and is a paralegal . She is 5’5”, 22 years old, dressed modestly, has long dark brown hair, brown eyes, fair complexion enjoys listening to Chopin. She is outspoken and will come to the defense of another. She earns just enough money to live comfortably. Sasha speaks Scottish Gaelic.
Rosella Puckett: She lives in Rode Island; she is a struggling writer . She is 33, 5’3” tall, petite, with brown hair done up in a pixie. She keeps to herself and only enters a conversation when she has something to say. She likes soft, easy to listen to music.
Callie Swanson: AKA Mouthy, she lives in Spokane, Washington, and is a successful writer. She is 30, 5’ 5” tall with short wavy black hair, outspoken on women’s rights, and a writer. She is wealthy but doesn’t flaunt it.
Inspector Noel Richards: He is the detective investigating the murder. He is 5’8” tall, is 45 years old, and is neatly dressed, with short dark brown hair. And a Vandyke. And smokes a pipe.
Briana Chase: lives in Connecticut and works in the bank. She is 37 years old and is 5’ 8” tall with medium-length brown hair. She is a born-again Christian with three years of bible school under her belt. She prefers to listen to old gospel music.
Thomas Cooper from Ohio. In love with Sasha. Thomas Jay Cooper, a six-tall clean-cut thirty years old with chiseled features, Chad black pants, and a light blue shirt.
Allan Pumpwater: a heavy-set, well-dressed man in his thirties. He is devious and cunning.
Terry: A medium-built man in his thirties with neatly combed black hair casually dressed he likes lots of women and is into big time crime and has a thing for Sasha.
Harold Zimmerman: I high school Harold was the Captain of the football team,
Storyline
Thomas and his girlfriend Sasha were on their way home from a 1950s dance and had to stop for the night. The next day they sat in a restaurant called asked eddies to order breakfast when somebody came in and reported murder on route 11. Thomas, being a detective, went to the crime scene with his wife to see if they could help. But Thomas and Sasha become tangled in a web of lies and deceit.
Chapter 1
A RUDE AWAKENING
Thomas Cooper, a six-foot-tall clean-cut man in his early thirties with chiseled features clad in black pants and a light blue shirt. Drove east in his Ford SUV on Route 202. Thomas glanced at his lady friend, Sasha Gillespie, a five-foot-five woman in her early twenties with long dark brown hair, brown eyes, with a fair complexion. Dressed in bobby socks and a hooped skirt asked her, “Would you mind if we stop for the night? Because we have about 50 miles to go before, we get home.”
“I have no problem with that as long as we sleep in different rooms.”
Thomas pulled in the ‘Last Stop Motel’ in Winthrop, Maine, and went in to reserve a room with Sasha. The desk clerk, a small thin man with thick glasses, stared at Thomas and Sasha and said, “I am sorry. All that I have left is one room with a king-size bed.”
Thomas glanced at Sasha and said, “I guess we will have to keep going.”
Sasha bellowed, «We›ll take it!»
The two walked down a hall with its dark brown rug and yellow walls and entered the motel room. Sasha stared at the bed with its blue bedspread, blue chairs, brown desk, and a 40-inch flat-screen TV. Flopped on the bed and stated, “That 1950s dance was well worth the trip even though it took us almost three hours to get there. So, what do you want to do about the sleeping arrangements?”
“The bed is big enough. I’d say we sleep in our underwear; you take one side of the bed, and I’ll take the other.”
«I have the right side, and we undress in the dark.»
Sasha went into the bathroom to undress while Thomas sat on the edge of the bed, took off his clothes, turned out the lights, crawled under the covers, and hollered, “Okay, you can come out now!”
Sasha gingerly exited the bathroom in her coral pink underwear, made her way to the bed, then turned out the light.
Thomas stated, «I like your thong undies and the heart on your left butt cheek.»
Hey. You’re not supposed to be looking, and these aren’t mine. I asked Briana to buy some underwear at the store for this trip, and this is what she got me.” Sasha crawled into bed and muttered. “Lord, I feel funny doing this.” She reached across the bed and held Thomas’s hand, saying, “Let your sleep be sweet, and you wake up refreshed; good night, Love, and stay on your side of the bed.”
In the middle of the night, Sasha woke suddenly as a loud clap of thunder echoed through the sky. She jumped, let go of a squeal, and fell out of bed. Thomas turned on the light and inquired, “Sasha? Where did you go?”
“I’m on the floor. Where else.”
«What are you doing down there?»
“Looking for dust bunnies under the bed in the dark, okay. Now turn out the light so I can get back in bed.”
“Alright, but you don’t have to be so testy.”
Just as Sasha was in bed, a blinding flash of lightning lit up the room, followed by a thunderous crash. Sasha squealed, quickly scurried across the bed, and held on to Thomas, saying, “I hate thunderstorms.”
“No more three-foot rule in bed?” inquired a puzzled Thomas.
“Touching in bed is okay during obnoxious thunderstorms. But I’ll feel safer if I can hold your hands.”
“I promise I won’t handle the merchandise.”
“Humor me, okay.”
In the morning, Thomas woke just in time to see Sasha tumble out of bed again and asked, “You still looking for those dust bunnies?”
“I’m trying to keep our relationship out of the flesh, and I got too close to the edge again.” she then called back in bed.
Thomas stated, “Now that it’s light outside. Do you have any suggestions who’s going to leave the bed first to get dressed?”
Sasha said, “On the count of three, we both get out. One, two, three.” Sasha stood, stared at Thomas’s white BVDs with pink bunnies on them, snickered, and said, “They look so precious on you.”
“Hey, my mom gave them to me for Christmas.”
“I supposed your other pair have cute little yellow chicks on them.”
“Matter a fact, they do, and I wish you wouldn’t make fun of my underwear.”
“As long as you don’t make cute comments about my rose tattoo.”
“It’s a deal.” Sasha then thought, “ Oh heck, I’m tired of covering up, ” she took off her underwear, saying, “I’m taking a shower.”
A surprised Thomas stared at Sasha and asked, “What happened to modesty?”
“I know you like a well-read book, Thomas, and all during this trip, you’ve been wanting to see me naked, so here I am.”
Thomas tossed Sasha the brown throw from the bed, saying, “Cover yourself with this and remove temptation,”
“No thanks, and I want you in the shower with me,
“Be there in a minute,”
Later that morning, Thomas and Sasha drove several miles to a restaurant called Fast Eddies. Sasha rubbed Thomas’s right arm saying, “I know as Christians I should not have done what I did this morning. But I was tired of trying to resist temptation. Now let’s pray and ask the Lord to forgive us.”
Later, Thomas opened the door to the restaurant and saw a long counter on the left which was crowded with customers sitting on bar stools and a single line of the booth on the right. He escorted Sasha down the single row of booths to the last one and seated her.
Sasha reached across the table, held Thomas’s hand, and said, “I am sorry for being curt with you this morning because this sleeping arrangement had me uptight. I kept waking up thinking you were going to try something but didn’t. Thanks.”
«We will be home today, so relax and enjoy the rest of the trip and I am not going to manipulate you into doing something that you don›t want to do.»
«That means a lot to me.»
Before they had a chance to order breakfast, a tall, lanky farmer dressed in old, faded jeans plaid shirt came