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April A to Z Challenge ~~ The ABC’s of Death

The April A to Z challenge is upon us! As I stated a few days ago, my theme is writing another DeeDee Watson, PI story. Each chapter will go through the alphabet A – Z in order.

Don’t worry, the chapters will be relatively short. So, here we go!

ABC'S of Death book cover (4)


I’m sitting in my office with a cup of joe and my dog Tee. Both of us on the edge of boredom when my phone rings. Now, it’s not unusual for my phone to ring, what is unusual is the caller’s name that was showing up.

Angela Michaels. I haven’t heard that name since my college days. We used to be roomies back in the day. Haven’t heard from her since just after graduation. The only way to know what she wanted was to answer the ringing phone.

“DeeDee Watson.”

“Dee? This is Angela Michaels.”

“Hey, Angela, been a while. How you doing?”

“I heard you were a Private Investigator now. Is that true?”

Ah yes, Angela always was one to skip the pleasantries. ‘Cut to the chase Angela’ we used to call her. She never was one for small talk. That’s OK, I’m not good at it either.

“Yeah, I’m a PI now.”

“I need your help Dee. Can you come to Ashville?”

Ashville was about a five hour drive north of here. Nice size town, known for its waterfront condos and upscale community. In other words, rich people lived there.

“That’s quite a drive Angela without me knowing why.”

“I own a real estate business here. My friend Tony is dead! They said it was suicide, but I know that’s not true. Tony would never take his own life! I need you to find out who killed Tony!”

Angela was not her usual unshakable self. Unless she changed a lot since college, which I doubt, she was really upset about her friend Tony.

“Calm down Angela.”

I hear her take a deep, unsteady breath. “I’m sorry Dee, but this has really been a bad week for me. Can you come? I’ll pay your expenses and put you up in one of the best hotels here.”

It took me all of ten seconds to decide. What the hell. I always liked Angela. “I’ll be there by five this afternoon.”

“Thank you, Dee! Go to the Hilton on Main street. I’ll reserve a room for you. Call me at 555-8833 when you arrive and I’ll meet you there.”

“Got it. I’m on my way.”

I stick the phone number I had just written down in my pocket. Time for Tee and I to get moving on our next case.

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