A Jo Durbin Mystery Series 3-book set
Genre: mystery
Jo Durbin, frustrated business writer, cat believer, and accidental amateur sleuth wants to up her game—parlaying temporary lifestyle into a bestseller. She tries real estate promotion, the baglady life, and reenacting an 1813 woman at war. But the byline she scores, instead of “a killer caught,” might be “DOA.”
This collection includes the complete series: Hidden Body, a prequel novelette, Yesterday’s Body, Book 1, and Forgotten Body, Book 2. Jo is helped, or hindered, by her sister Kaye, by Mel, the man who wants to be more than a friend, and other characters, not the least of which are the police who seem to always be on her case.
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EXCERPT: (Since keys play big in Book I of the series, this small bit gives some of the flavor of protagonist Jo Durbin. She is speaking to her sister Kaye.)
More to myself, I added, “Mr. Talbit wanted a key from Francine’s desk.” And if he meant the single key, I still had it.
“A key? When we’ve got all these guilty people to consider, why worry about a key?”
“It’s all part of the mix,” I insisted.
“Yeah, like the museum and its gold ring.”
Sylvie headed for the shower. I washed breakfast dishes and polished the stove. My brain thrived on mindless chores.
The key in Francine’s desk, the one that wasn’t on her key ring, what did it open?
“Sylvie,” I said at the shower door, “I’ve got to run an errand.”
“Wait for me. After all, I’m watching you so you’ll stay put. Police orders, remember?” She turned the shower on full.
“I’ll meet you at the police station. Bring your list.”
She didn’t answer. Had she heard me? Finally she said something that I barely heard. “…a half hour,” and, “What’s the rush?”
I walked away before I turned and said, “I have to go to the office.”
My conscience was clear. I’d told her my plan. If she didn’t hear, was that my fault?
We’d made a list of clues and there wasn’t one new item on it. I had to find more evidence.
And since Sylvie didn’t think Francine’s key had anything to do with murder, I had to do it alone.
More to myself, I added, “Mr. Talbit wanted a key from Francine’s desk.” And if he meant the single key, I still had it.
“A key? When we’ve got all these guilty people to consider, why worry about a key?”
“It’s all part of the mix,” I insisted.
“Yeah, like the museum and its gold ring.”
Sylvie headed for the shower. I washed breakfast dishes and polished the stove. My brain thrived on mindless chores.
The key in Francine’s desk, the one that wasn’t on her key ring, what did it open?
“Sylvie,” I said at the shower door, “I’ve got to run an errand.”
“Wait for me. After all, I’m watching you so you’ll stay put. Police orders, remember?” She turned the shower on full.
“I’ll meet you at the police station. Bring your list.”
She didn’t answer. Had she heard me? Finally she said something that I barely heard. “…a half hour,” and, “What’s the rush?”
I walked away before I turned and said, “I have to go to the office.”
My conscience was clear. I’d told her my plan. If she didn’t hear, was that my fault?
We’d made a list of clues and there wasn’t one new item on it. I had to find more evidence.
And since Sylvie didn’t think Francine’s key had anything to do with murder, I had to do it alone.
About the Author: Norma Huss
I’m a wife, mother, grandmother, and great-grandmother who writes. I grew up in Washington (state) and moved to Pennsylvania to marry my husband. We raised five children who all married, and all but one produced two grandchildren. I’ve worked as a secretary in the distant past. Although retired, I’m more active writing now than I’d ever been. Besides creating imaginative stories, my second love is creating meals for my husband, me, and occasionally, for visiting friends and relatives. (And yes, my two loves combined when I released a book of short stories, with recipes included.)
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I’m a wife, mother, grandmother, and great-grandmother who writes. I grew up in Washington (state) and moved to Pennsylvania to marry my husband. We raised five children who all married, and all but one produced two grandchildren. I’ve worked as a secretary in the distant past. Although retired, I’m more active writing now than I’d ever been. Besides creating imaginative stories, my second love is creating meals for my husband, me, and occasionally, for visiting friends and relatives. (And yes, my two loves combined when I released a book of short stories, with recipes included.)
Amazon author page: https://tinyurl.com/nuy7ugv
Facebook author page: fb.me/writerNormaHuss
Twitter: https://twitter.com/normahuss
Website: http://www.normahuss.com
Blog: http://blog.normahuss.com
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