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anything new that she didn’t like about her sister, she was going to blame directly on the dude still asleep upstairs in her guest room.
Which reminded her; she had to get Dirk on him right away, running his name and birth date to see if he had any outstanding warrants. If he was, indeed, a bad guy, this whole ridiculous marriage fiasco could be remedied before Granny Reid had to even hear about it, let alone fret over it.
The last thing Savannah wanted was for Gran to fret. Both because she didn’t like to see her beloved grandmother upset about anything, and because Gran tended to fret very loudly…on the phone…to her…for hours.
“If you want to really impress your man,” Savannah said, “how about some eggs and bacon to go with that toast? Maybe some cheese grits or cream gravy?”
Jesup brightened even more. “Really? Are you going to cook a full breakfast for us? You’re so sweet, Van!”
“Not me, wide eyes. You . I have to down this coffee and get going.”
“Going?” Her face fell. “Where are you going? Aren’t you going to stay here and visit with us? I want Bleak to get to know you, and he’s all excited about talking to you about the cases you’ve solved. He heard about the one where you found that woman’s body out in a cabin in the woods and she’d been there for days and was all gross and—”
“Stop it. Right now.” Savannah held the hot mug to her forehead for a moment. Yes, last night’s headache was returning with a vengeance. “I’m sorry I can’t stay here with you guys and entertain you for the rest of your…honeymoon…but I didn’t know you were coming. And I accepted an assignment to—”
“A homicide? At that actress’s house? Cool!”
“No, not cool. The body’s already gone and by now the blood’s been scrubbed off the driveway, so you two ghouls wouldn’t be interested at all. I’ve been hired to be Dona Papalardo’s bodyguard, starting today. So, you’re on your own.”
“That bites.”
“Sorry. You should have let me know you were going to get married and spend your honeymoon with me.”
“How could I? I didn’t know myself until yesterday!”
“My point exactly. Doing things on the spur of the moment doesn’t always work out best for everybody.”
Jesup’s chin began to quiver, and tears brimmed in her blue eyes. “I hope this isn’t the kind of support that my whole family is going to give me. I was hoping you’d be happy for me.”
“I am,” Savannah lied. “I’m plumb tickled pink about you finding your soul mate. And to prove it, I’m going to let you stay here in my house for the whole week, or until I’m done with this assignment. You guys can go to the beach or drive down to Malibu or go see Hollywood or hang out at Disneyland, whatever you want. But you’re going to be pretty much on your own, because I have to work for a living.”
“Bleak’s going to be so-o-o-o disappointed.”
Savannah sighed. “Well, it’s your honeymoon, Jessie. Surely you can think of something to do to lift the guy’s…ah…spirits. Just don’t do it anywhere except in the guest bedroom. I don’t want to have to disinfect the entire house when you’ve left.”
An hour later, when Savannah arrived at the Papalardo mansion, her suitcase in her hand, optimism in her heart, and a finally-I-have-a-chance-to-make-a-lousy-buck grin on her face, she was met at the door by a woman she had never seen before.
The lady’s straight, shoulder-length hair was bright red—a shade so bright that she couldn’t possibly have been born with it. And the angora sweater and wool slacks she wore were the same red, bordering on fuchsia.
In contrast, her face had no color at all. Savannah had seen rosier cheeks on corpses in the morgue.
And while Savannah had seen many fair-skinned people in her day, and was relatively light complexioned herself, she couldn’t help but think that the lady who had answered the door could benefit from a day
Which reminded her; she had to get Dirk on him right away, running his name and birth date to see if he had any outstanding warrants. If he was, indeed, a bad guy, this whole ridiculous marriage fiasco could be remedied before Granny Reid had to even hear about it, let alone fret over it.
The last thing Savannah wanted was for Gran to fret. Both because she didn’t like to see her beloved grandmother upset about anything, and because Gran tended to fret very loudly…on the phone…to her…for hours.
“If you want to really impress your man,” Savannah said, “how about some eggs and bacon to go with that toast? Maybe some cheese grits or cream gravy?”
Jesup brightened even more. “Really? Are you going to cook a full breakfast for us? You’re so sweet, Van!”
“Not me, wide eyes. You . I have to down this coffee and get going.”
“Going?” Her face fell. “Where are you going? Aren’t you going to stay here and visit with us? I want Bleak to get to know you, and he’s all excited about talking to you about the cases you’ve solved. He heard about the one where you found that woman’s body out in a cabin in the woods and she’d been there for days and was all gross and—”
“Stop it. Right now.” Savannah held the hot mug to her forehead for a moment. Yes, last night’s headache was returning with a vengeance. “I’m sorry I can’t stay here with you guys and entertain you for the rest of your…honeymoon…but I didn’t know you were coming. And I accepted an assignment to—”
“A homicide? At that actress’s house? Cool!”
“No, not cool. The body’s already gone and by now the blood’s been scrubbed off the driveway, so you two ghouls wouldn’t be interested at all. I’ve been hired to be Dona Papalardo’s bodyguard, starting today. So, you’re on your own.”
“That bites.”
“Sorry. You should have let me know you were going to get married and spend your honeymoon with me.”
“How could I? I didn’t know myself until yesterday!”
“My point exactly. Doing things on the spur of the moment doesn’t always work out best for everybody.”
Jesup’s chin began to quiver, and tears brimmed in her blue eyes. “I hope this isn’t the kind of support that my whole family is going to give me. I was hoping you’d be happy for me.”
“I am,” Savannah lied. “I’m plumb tickled pink about you finding your soul mate. And to prove it, I’m going to let you stay here in my house for the whole week, or until I’m done with this assignment. You guys can go to the beach or drive down to Malibu or go see Hollywood or hang out at Disneyland, whatever you want. But you’re going to be pretty much on your own, because I have to work for a living.”
“Bleak’s going to be so-o-o-o disappointed.”
Savannah sighed. “Well, it’s your honeymoon, Jessie. Surely you can think of something to do to lift the guy’s…ah…spirits. Just don’t do it anywhere except in the guest bedroom. I don’t want to have to disinfect the entire house when you’ve left.”
An hour later, when Savannah arrived at the Papalardo mansion, her suitcase in her hand, optimism in her heart, and a finally-I-have-a-chance-to-make-a-lousy-buck grin on her face, she was met at the door by a woman she had never seen before.
The lady’s straight, shoulder-length hair was bright red—a shade so bright that she couldn’t possibly have been born with it. And the angora sweater and wool slacks she wore were the same red, bordering on fuchsia.
In contrast, her face had no color at all. Savannah had seen rosier cheeks on corpses in the morgue.
And while Savannah had seen many fair-skinned people in her day, and was relatively light complexioned herself, she couldn’t help but think that the lady who had answered the door could benefit from a day
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