was helping Sally-Jo with some of her renos and had gone back home for a tool he needed.â
âItâs weird, donât you think . . . two bodies in two days?â
Mark nodded. âNow donât go trying to make a connection, because at the moment, there is none. And itâs just one big puzzle.â
âAny other pieces?â
Mark looked at her a long time before answering. âNow, I know you enjoy reading mysteries and are a naturally curious woman, so I will tell you, but since this has nothing at all to do with you or your book club this time, treat it as strictly information. Okay?â
âFine.â
âOfficer Craig found several twenty-dollar bills in the victimâs pocket.â
âAnd thatâs a clue because . . . ?â
âTheyâre counterfeit.â
Lizzie wasnât sure what to say. Of all the things Mark could have mentioned, that had never occurred to her. She thought about it for a few minutes.
âIs this all coincidence? Mollyâs being attacked; the stolen books; Orwell Riversâs death; and another body found at Bobâs?â she finally asked.
âYouâre forgetting to add the counterfeit to that list.â
âThatâs just too bizarre. How do you think it ties in?â
Mark shook his head. âDamned if I know. Yet.â
âChanging the subject, just slightly, Mollyâs all keen to get on with Teensyâs book launch. Do you think thatâs wise? Might they still be in danger?â
Mark gave it some consideration before answering. âI donât really know, Lizzie. It appears that Mollyâs attackers got what they came for so she should be fine. The murder of the publisher may or may not be tied in to that. And we still donât know why they wanted the books, but Miz Coldicutt seems convinced she hasnât written anything damaging or controversial. Have you read it yet?â
âIâve just started it.â
âWell let me know, and soon, if you find anything, please.â
âWhat about Teensyâs books? Iâm going ahead at this point with the planning of the launch and itâs scheduled for the last Sunday of the month. Books are usually an integral part of a launch. Although, I suppose if worse came to worst, we could hold a ânon-launchâ. Actually, thatâs not a bad idea.â She sat forward on the couch, warming to the direction her mind was going. âWe could have Teensy read some chapters from her manuscript, blow up a huge copy of the cover, which Iâm hoping she has, and take orders for the book.â She smiled, pleased with herself.
Mark chuckled. âI think you may have a future in public relations. Give me another day or so. Iâll make a point of stopping by the DAâs office and try to sort it out.â
Lizzie smiled. âThanks, Mark. That would mean a lot to two old friends.â
âItâs the younger friend Iâm trying to impress.â
Chapter Eleven
I hate mornings. They start so early.
PLUM SPOOKY
âJANET EVANOVICH
L izzie was just crawling into bed after spending the rest of the evening following Markâs visit by reading some more chapters of Teensyâs book and then, for a change of pace, going over last-minute details for Teensyâs launch. Mark had promised to make amends for all his working hours when he could. Sheâd played around with that notion for a while and wondered what she could do to speed up the solving of the murders. She wondered if the book club could come up with a plan.
The phone rang and Lizzie glanced at the caller ID before answering it. Andie Mason. An odd hour for her to be calling.
âHey, Andie. Whatâs up?â
âHey, Lizzie, Iâve got a big favor to ask you.â She sounded out of breath. âItâs a really big one.â
âI need to know what it is before I can answer,â Lizzie said,