Free Scottsdale Squeeze: a romantic light-hearted murder mystery (Laura Black Mysteries Book 2) by B A Trimmer

sign any more papers unless he sends them to my lawyer to review first. I don’t think Roger would try to screw me out of anything but I think a girl can’t be too careful. Roger sends me a check every month, which is more than enough to live on. He’s gone his way and I’ve gone mine. I don’t plan on getting married again so it’s never seemed like a big deal.”
    “You tell everyone you’re divorced. Doesn’t that cause some confusion?”
    “Well, my friends know what’s going on. And honestly, it’s easier to say I’m divorced than to recite the entire story.”
    “Works for me,” I said. I held up my glass and Jackie clinked hers against it.

 
    Four
     
    We spent another hour on the deck, drinking and talking. The topics switched to men, then to music, the clubs in Scottsdale, and then back to men. Gradually the mood lifted. Jackie and Annie began to smile and laugh again, no doubt helped by both the sangria and the beautiful view. By late afternoon, it began to seem like a girl’s weekend out.
    “I’m starving,” Jackie said. “Anyone up for dinner?”
    “Yeah,” Sophie said. “All this talk of being threatened and creepy men really builds up an appetite.”
    “Casa del Capitan? Jackie asked.
    “Isn’t where we went last time to watch the sunset?” Sophie asked.
    “The Captain’s House? I love it up there,” Annie said. “That would be perfect.”
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    I had switched to Diet Pepsi after my second sangria so everyone stuffed themselves in my car and I drove us into town. Casa del Capitan is one of the nicer restaurants in Rocky Point and it certainly has the best view. It’s on a small hill overlooking the downtown shopping district, the fish market, and the harbor. The view extends down the five miles of white sand beach to the mountain-sized rock at the end of the peninsula. The food is the delicious Rocky Point blend of freshly caught seafood and traditional Mexican.
    Like a lot of things in Mexico, you need to be told about Casa del Capitan by a local, otherwise you’ll never find it. From the main road, across from a big anchor marking the entrance to the harbor, you need to turn off on a small dirt road. Once on the dirt road, you follow it up as it snakes its way to the back of the restaurant on the top of the hill. A few years back, they put up a small sign for the restaurant at the dirt road turn-off but now the sign is so faded and beat up most people drive right past it.
    We drove up the hill, parked in the small lot, and then walked over to the restaurant. The place was packed, but we somehow got an outside table with a great view of both the town and the sea. The restaurant was alive with the noise of over two hundred people, everyone talking, laughing, and eating.
    The sun was about a half an hour from setting and people were already taking pictures of the changing colors on the horizon. The air was warm but there was still a light sea breeze coming in. We could see three fishing boats in the distance, slowly making their way back to the city harbor.
    We ordered a pitcher of margaritas and the chilled seafood appetizer for four. There is something amazing about eating seafood that has been freshly caught and well prepared. After we spent some time on the appetizer, we all ordered dinner. We all laughed and clapped when Sophie placed her dinner order in rapid-fire Spanish.
    As we ate, a three-piece Mariachi band wandered through the restaurant, playing songs tableside for a few dollars each. When they stopped at our table, Jackie asked them to play something cheerful. I’m not sure what the name of the song they played was, but it was energetic and bouncy. By the end of the song, most of the people on our side of the restaurant were clapping and singing along with the band. The lively music just added to the festive feeling.
    Five minutes later, a buzz started in the crowd. We looked out and saw the sun was about to set. It was positioned on the sea, to the left of the