An Unconventional Murder
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by Kenneth L. Levinson
Description: The high point of the Colorado Fiction Writers Association convention is the body discovered in the auditorium, dressed in clothing belonging to members of the executive board?until the corpse turns out to be real. To complicate matters, the collection of Weapons of Destruction that Lakewood PD Mitch Cameron brought for show-and-tell comes up short a stiletto and a garrote--which he soon discovers wrapped around the corpse's neck. Arthur Upton, association president and a former cop, works with Cameron to identify the dead man and to find his killer, assisted and hampered by the rest of the executive board. Stranded by a record-setting blizzard, they know that the murderer and the missing stiletto are still in the hotel. As night closes in and another body is found, they must find a way to stop a cold-blooded killer.
eBook Publisher: Uncial Press, 2009
eBookwise Release Date: March 2009
5 Reader Ratings:
Available eBook Formats: OEBFF Format (IMP) [286 KB]
Reading time: 164-230 min.
"This is one story that makes the reader feel like they're part of it. You'll be looking over your shoulder to see if the killer is sneaking up on you as you hurry down deserted hotel hallways to your room or try to locate the next session you want to attend. An exciting and suspenseful time is had by all. "I'm pleased to recommend this to any mystery fan as well worth the time and a very satisfying read. The convention is like no other you'll ever attend yet is like those you have attended. "Enjoy. I sure did."--Anne K. Edwards
There it was.
Seated on the floor, leaning against the two converging walls was an unmistakably male figure bundled up in a heavy overcoat. A plaid muffler was wrapped around its neck and its head was covered by a knit ski hat. The eyes were obscured by a pair of sunglasses.
Upton reached down and touched the inert figure on the cheek, quickly jerking his hand back as his fingers encountered human skin.
Rena gaped at the figure on the floor. "What--"
"This is no dummy," Upton muttered. "This is a real flesh and blood person."
"Is he asleep?"
"I don't think so." He felt for a pulse.
There was none.
"Rena, this man is dead."