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with your sister. They had both played you for a fool.”
“So the next day,” Cameron said, “you dressed up in men’s clothes—probably some clothes that Ronald had left at your place—and you lured Susan to the salon after she had a rendezvous with your lover.”
“The autopsy indicated that she had sex shortly before you killed her,” Joshua said.
“You’re right there,” Rachel said with a small smile. “I followed him from the club to her house. They spent the whole afternoon in bed—laughing about what a fool they made of me and Linda.” She let out a laugh. “I had the last laugh on her.”
“You planned the whole thing,” Joshua said.
“The fact that you dressed up in men’s clothes before killing her points to premeditation,” Cameron said. “Then, you went over to Billy Robb’s boarding room to frame him for the murder.”
“Billy was the perfect patsy,” Joshua said. “He had already threatened to kill you .”
Cameron finished, “You held a gun to his head and made him put on the clothes with Susan’s blood on them, and then you killed him all to cover up your murder.”
“Then you went back to the salon and called the police,” Joshua said. “You identified her body as Rachel, who Billy had a motive to murder. That’s why you switched identities. No one thought to check to see if you were telling the truth.”
“With less make up and a quieter demeanor,” Cameron said, “everyone believed you were Susan—until Linda Pryor told us about Susan hurting her arm the day before the murder. She had a hairline fracture which the ME noted in the autopsy.”
Joshua said, “We checked with a few guests who were at your Labor Day party. They all remember it was Susan who hurt her arm, not Rachel. Since the broken arm was never made public, no one noticed it until Linda told us.
Rachel Burke stared at them. Fire came to her eyes. “She was my sister. The plain one. I know we were identical, but I was the beautiful one. I was always the one with the boyfriends. I was the popular one. She knew that. And for her to steal Ronald from me —How could she betray me like that?” Her pouty lips curled in a snarl. “She made a fool of me! It made me so mad! I wanted to kill her!”
“So you did.” Joshua took out his cell phone to call Billy’s mother while Cameron read Rachel Burke her rights and handcuffed her.
Gina Robb died in peace one hour later.
The End
K ILLING B ID
A Mac Faraday Mystery Short
“Tell me again why you insisted on bringing him ?” Mac Faraday asked Archie Monday while handing a blue leather clutch bag back to an unhappy looking woman.
He didn’t think it was possible for the woman to look any more displeased; but, when her manicured fingertips came in contract with dog drool, she managed an even deeper frown, disgust mixed with wrath.
“I told you what he did to my iPad,” he told the petite and pretty blonde who had dragged him and his wayward dog away from their secure home on Deep Creek Lake, for a day of shopping, which the multi-millionaire hated.
From the end of his leash, Gnarly, the German shepherd, cocked his head while gazing up at his master as if to ask the same thing about him. If it hadn’t been for Mac’s yelling, no one would have spotted the dog snatching the bag from the woman irresponsible enough to have left it unattended while looking over the jewelry on display at the estate auction.
“The trainer had said it would be good for him,” Archie replied with one of those sighs that said she was tired of repeatedly explaining her reasoning for bringing the anti-social hundred-pound shepherd with a talent for getting into trouble.
Neither the man nor his beast wanted to be there.
It was a woman thing.
Archie Monday and her friend Catherine Fleming had somehow coerced “the men”, Mac Faraday and Catherine’s husband Ben Fleming, Garrett County, Maryland’s prosecuting attorney, into attending the estate auction of
“So the next day,” Cameron said, “you dressed up in men’s clothes—probably some clothes that Ronald had left at your place—and you lured Susan to the salon after she had a rendezvous with your lover.”
“The autopsy indicated that she had sex shortly before you killed her,” Joshua said.
“You’re right there,” Rachel said with a small smile. “I followed him from the club to her house. They spent the whole afternoon in bed—laughing about what a fool they made of me and Linda.” She let out a laugh. “I had the last laugh on her.”
“You planned the whole thing,” Joshua said.
“The fact that you dressed up in men’s clothes before killing her points to premeditation,” Cameron said. “Then, you went over to Billy Robb’s boarding room to frame him for the murder.”
“Billy was the perfect patsy,” Joshua said. “He had already threatened to kill you .”
Cameron finished, “You held a gun to his head and made him put on the clothes with Susan’s blood on them, and then you killed him all to cover up your murder.”
“Then you went back to the salon and called the police,” Joshua said. “You identified her body as Rachel, who Billy had a motive to murder. That’s why you switched identities. No one thought to check to see if you were telling the truth.”
“With less make up and a quieter demeanor,” Cameron said, “everyone believed you were Susan—until Linda Pryor told us about Susan hurting her arm the day before the murder. She had a hairline fracture which the ME noted in the autopsy.”
Joshua said, “We checked with a few guests who were at your Labor Day party. They all remember it was Susan who hurt her arm, not Rachel. Since the broken arm was never made public, no one noticed it until Linda told us.
Rachel Burke stared at them. Fire came to her eyes. “She was my sister. The plain one. I know we were identical, but I was the beautiful one. I was always the one with the boyfriends. I was the popular one. She knew that. And for her to steal Ronald from me —How could she betray me like that?” Her pouty lips curled in a snarl. “She made a fool of me! It made me so mad! I wanted to kill her!”
“So you did.” Joshua took out his cell phone to call Billy’s mother while Cameron read Rachel Burke her rights and handcuffed her.
Gina Robb died in peace one hour later.
The End
K ILLING B ID
A Mac Faraday Mystery Short
“Tell me again why you insisted on bringing him ?” Mac Faraday asked Archie Monday while handing a blue leather clutch bag back to an unhappy looking woman.
He didn’t think it was possible for the woman to look any more displeased; but, when her manicured fingertips came in contract with dog drool, she managed an even deeper frown, disgust mixed with wrath.
“I told you what he did to my iPad,” he told the petite and pretty blonde who had dragged him and his wayward dog away from their secure home on Deep Creek Lake, for a day of shopping, which the multi-millionaire hated.
From the end of his leash, Gnarly, the German shepherd, cocked his head while gazing up at his master as if to ask the same thing about him. If it hadn’t been for Mac’s yelling, no one would have spotted the dog snatching the bag from the woman irresponsible enough to have left it unattended while looking over the jewelry on display at the estate auction.
“The trainer had said it would be good for him,” Archie replied with one of those sighs that said she was tired of repeatedly explaining her reasoning for bringing the anti-social hundred-pound shepherd with a talent for getting into trouble.
Neither the man nor his beast wanted to be there.
It was a woman thing.
Archie Monday and her friend Catherine Fleming had somehow coerced “the men”, Mac Faraday and Catherine’s husband Ben Fleming, Garrett County, Maryland’s prosecuting attorney, into attending the estate auction of
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