{"id":253617,"date":"2026-07-13T02:55:53","date_gmt":"2026-07-12T23:55:53","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/1kitap1.com\/en\/a-whiff-of-murder-angela-m-sanders-1\/"},"modified":"2026-07-13T02:55:53","modified_gmt":"2026-07-12T23:55:53","slug":"a-whiff-of-murder-angela-m-sanders-1","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/1kitap1.com\/en\/a-whiff-of-murder-angela-m-sanders-1\/","title":{"rendered":"A Whiff Of Murder – Angela M Sanders (1)"},"content":{"rendered":"
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If I can ease a lady\u2019s mind, so much the better.\u201d Burt and Teddy had already worked out their roles. Burt would be the protector and Teddy the fearful woman. She would have no problem playing her role. Hell, until a little over a year ago, her whole life had been theater. \u201cIf it weren\u2019t for Lise,\u201d Teddy said, \u201cI wouldn\u2019t be so concerned. But what if Dyann King was murdered?\u201d \u201cNope,\u201d Merrill said instantly. \u201cAre you certain?\u201d<\/p>\n

Teddy said. \u201cLise is my boarder, and our house is on the hill, separate from the rest of the neighborhood. If anyone was after her \u2026\u201d As she let her words trail off, she looked into the distance, as if imagining the worst. It wasn\u2019t a difficult expression to put on. Richard\u2019s threat to sue Lise was no joke.<\/p>\n

\u201cI have a motherly feeling for the poor girl.\u201d Merrill patted her knee. \u201cDon\u2019t you worry. This isn\u2019t official, so don\u2019t go spreading it around, but the medical examiner is preparing to rule her death as from natural causes.\u201d \u201cA heart attack, for instance?\u201d Burt said. \u201cShe definitely had heart failure and some sort of seizure, to boot.\u201d Teddy shielded her eyes from the sun with one hand.<\/p>\n

\u201cThe detective\u2014\u201d \u201cSigne Rasmussen,\u201d Merrill said. \u201c\u2014hinted that it might have been poison.\u201d \u201cNope,\u201d Merrill repeated. \u201cThe medical examiner ran a tox screen for the usual suspects and found nothing.\u201d \u201cWhat do you mean by \u2018the usual suspects\u2019?\u201d Teddy asked. \u201cRecreational drugs, medication, the sort of things that do in ninety percent of folks who die from poisoning.\u201d Leaving a clear ten percent unaccounted for, Teddy thought. \u201cI suppose you tested the cup she drank from, too, and the Mayan ceremonial liqueur?\u201d<\/p>\n

Merrill chuckled. \u201cShe\u2019s a smart one, that lady,\u201d he said to Burt. Then, to Teddy, \u201cWe certainly did and found nothing but doctored booze. The toxicologist wagered it was Benedictine with cinnamon sticks.\u201d \u201cCould some other sort of poison have killed her?\u201d Burt asked, echoing Teddy\u2019s thoughts. \u201cLook. I understand your concern, but there\u2019s little to no violent crime in Astoria, and that\u2019s how I like to keep it.\u201d Merrill\u2019s gaze strayed past them, toward the river, where a barge trundled upstream.<\/p>\n

\u201cI\u2019m not saying law enforcement is unnecessary. We\u2019ve got federal agents here looking into a case right now. But murder? Rare to vanishing.\u201d \u201cYou\u2019d say there\u2019s no chance Dyann was poisoned,\u201d Teddy said. \u201cPeople drop dead from heart attacks all the time.\u201d Merrill shook his head. \u201cNope. Poison didn\u2019t kill her.\u201d<\/p>\n

Nope. His favorite word, Teddy thought. \u201cNope. It was a tragedy. Such an attractive lady, too. You know she was a runner-up for Miss Oregon?\u201d \u201cYou don\u2019t say?\u201d Burt said.<\/p>\n

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1kitap1.com\/en CHAPTER 1 The customer hesitated near a display of oracle cards. With her parchment-white skin and equally pale, wispy hair, she might have been a phantom. But what really drew Lise\u2019s attention was the scent of violets that wafted from her in airborne ribbons.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

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