Chapter Eleven - Part Two: Murder or romance?
This time, I felt better prepared for what was to come. What could be more frightening than Bigfoot and a permanently scarred ancient Indian Chief? Right? Madam was there waiting for us. The lights in the chandelier were turned on, and she looked quite clear and well rested. She didn’t, however, look happy. “What’s wrong?” I asked. “Are we late? Is there some kind of spirit hanging around in the corner waiting to scare us?” “Funny,” she said in a sarcastic voice. Actually, my feelings were a little hurt. I’d just been chastised by a ghost. The hits kept coming. “A young lady was found deceased behind one of the buildings up the street. The police have cordoned off the area and are just now starting their investigation. Charlie, do you think you might be able to go up there and get some information?” ...