A Pour Way To Dye (Book 2 In The Soapmaking Mysteries) - Plot & Excerpts
She shook her head when she saw me. “You’re making a habit of this, aren’t you?” “I thought you were in court,” I said. “After he saw me waiting to testify, Frank Jordan decided to take the plea bargain he’d been offered before. It was a smart move. I was getting ready to nail him.” Molly approached one of the attendants as they loaded the stretcher into the back of the ambulance. “What happened?” “It looks like a suicide attempt,” he said as he worked to secure the gurney in the vehicle. I looked in and saw Andrew Joy’s face partially obscured by an oxygen mask. Molly asked, “What did he try to do? There’s no blood.” “This one went with pills. There are enough empty bottles in there to stock a pharmacy. We’ve got to roll.” After they sped away, Molly turned to me. Before she could say anything, I said, “Hey, I had nothing to do with this, either.” “I know that,” she said. “You don’t have any business being here, though.” “Can I come in with you, anyway?”
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