By Mary Daheim
“Daheim writes with wit, knowledge, and an immense heart."
Cormac McCarthy has not anything on Mary Daheim—whose really good Bed-and-Breakfast mysteries win arms down by way of outrageous zaniness. In All the beautiful Hearses, Daheim,“the reigning queen of the cozies” (Portland Oregonian), embroils Hillside Manor hostess Judith McMonigle Flynn in a deadly case of assurance fraud and secret meat long gone undesirable, within the twenty-sixth installment of the hilarious, New York Times bestselling comfortable secret sequence that continues to be as clean and humorous because the very first.
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Since he came down to the kitchen to get some coffee around eleven. If there were any policemen around here, I wouldn’t know unless they had their sirens on. ” “They wouldn’t,” Judith murmured. “Excuse me, Phyliss. ” Phyliss called as Judith went into the kitchen. ” For once, prayers from Phyliss didn’t seem so outrageous. Judith had Woody’s work number on her bulletin board by the entrance to the dining room. She carefully dialed the number, and didn’t realize she’d been holding her breath until she heard a recording saying that Captain Woodrow Price could now be reached at 206-5557441.
Braving the rain, she decided to take her time and use the ramp instead of the stairs. A husky security guard who looked as if he might be Samoan was posted in the lobby by the elevators. A bald man wearing a trench coat was opening his briefcase; a woman whose sari fell in graceful folds beneath her raincoat was showing the contents of her purse. Judith tried to remember how long it had been since her last visit to the old headquarters. Four or five years, maybe? Time passed so quickly. Unable to recall when or why, she moved toward the security guard as the man and woman headed for the elevators.
She winced when a jackhammer began pounding away at the construction site. A second voice spoke into the phone, but Judith couldn’t make out what was being said. Frustrated, she disconnected—just as Renie approached with a man in a hard hat. “Hey, coz,” Renie called, “it’s Kevin Rankers. ” Judith recognized the Rankerses’ elder son immediately. “Hi, Kevin. ” Kevin grinned at Judith. ” He had to raise his voice to be heard above the din. “I followed your example and got a hip replacement a couple of months ago.