|The estate of Malcolm Sinclair on Spirit Lake|
(In real life the country club on Silver Lake in Castile, NY where I live)
***The bell tingled above Pepper Black’s head as she opened the door of McCormick’s Boat Rentals. A man sat behind the counter sorting through a carton of Rapala fishing lures.
“Excuse me,” said Pepper, “are you Steve McCormick?”
“That would be me--what can I do ya for?”
Pepper unclipped her badge from her belt and opened it for Steve to see. “I’m Investigator Black from the county sheriff’s office. I’d like to ask you a few questions about Margie Webster.”
Steve dropped the lures back in the box and sat down on the stool behind the register. “Damn bad business that. Margie was a nice gal.”
We'll continue here next week and see what Steve knows!
If you've liked my posts of The Milk Carton Murders, you should like this tale too. It was written to predate MCM and includes Sheriff Nazzaro and Pepper Black as well as other characters, from MCM.
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