Hollis - Death of a Coupon Clipper
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Hayley Powell, food and cocktails columnist for Bar Harbors Island Times, is ... well, kind of broke. So when shes selected for that extreme coupon-clipping reality game show coming to town shes thrilled, especially when her competition is nasty nurse Candace Culpepper. But when Haley stumbles across a face-down-in-the-snow Candace--scissors gleaming between her shoulders--she knows the next thing shell be selected for will probably be a police line-up. Meanwhile, though Hayleys BFF Mona was only joking about taking Candace out, Bruce Linney, the Island Times crime reporter, definitely isnt laughing. And what about the smarmy, cold-hearted host of the show, Drew Nickerson, who may have been having a steamy affair with the intentionally-iced nurse? Hayley needs to cut to the chase and find the killer. Everything may hinge on a stray coupon, but Hayley better keep her eyes on the real grand prize: staying out of permanent cold storage!--
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Books by Lee Hollis
DEATH OF A KITCHEN DIVA
DEATH OF A COUNTRY FRIED REDNECK
DEATH OF A COUPON CLIPPER
Published by Kensington Publishing Corporation
Chapter 1
It would be a cold day in hell before Sal Moretti allowed his employees at the Island Times newspaper to go home early. The picturesque little hamlet of Bar Harbor, Maine, certainly wasnt hell. In fact, to all the hikers and mountain bikers and cruise ship passengers and lobster lovers and vacationing families from all over the world who flocked to Mount Desert Island for the breathtaking scenery of Acadia National Park, it was a nature lovers paradise.
But that was during the summer and fall months. Today, on this midafternoon during a particularly brutal February, the temperature was hovering just below ten degrees. Outside the picture window of the newspapers main office, where Hayley Powell sat at her desk, all she could see was a white blanket of snow. She couldnt remember the last time she had seen it come down so hard.
Hayley stood up and poured herself a cup of hot coffee from the pot she had just brewed and took a big gulp to warm herself up. Sal had allowed her to turn the thermostat up a few degrees earlier that morning, but he kept a watchful eye to make sure she didnt crank it too high and send his heating bill soaring.
She had dressed appropriately for the workday. Long underwear. Flannel shirt. Bulky wool sweater. Fleece snow pants over jeans. Big, clunky boots. However, as she looked outside at the nasty weather, it still chilled her bones.
Bruce Linney, the papers handsome crime reporter, with whom Hayley maintained a love-hate relationship, ambled out to the front office, from the back, to get some coffee. He was dressed in an expensive black cashmere sweater and khaki pants.
Hayley, would you mind running out and picking up some of those delicious warm blueberry muffins from the Morning Glory Bakery? he asked. Im sure the reporters would appreciate it.
Of course, Bruce. Let me just get my dogsled team ready and Ill be on my merry way, Hayley said, shaking her head.
She couldnt believe he was serious.
Maybe their relationship was more tolerate-hate.
Is that you being sarcastic? Bruce sighed.
Thats me saying no, Bruce! Hayley said. The Morning Glory is clear across town and the streets arent plowed yet, and even if they were, the roads are so icy Id probably lose control of my car and skid right off the town pier!
Man, Hayley, sometimes you can be such a drama queen, Bruce said, shrugging. I just asked for some muffins. Maybe if you thought ahead, you would have considered the weather reports and whipped up some of your own muffins in your kitchen this morning, so you wouldnt have to go out in this nasty storm to buy us some now.
Youre not getting muffins, Bruce! Hayley said.
Sal Moretti charged out of his office and bellowed, Would you two pipe down? This is a newspaper, not a marriage counselors office!
Hayley and Bruce exchanged a look and called a silent truce. They both knew it was best not to tick off the boss right now because Sal was already on edge. His wife had left him for two weeks to go visit her mother in North Carolina, so there was no one at home to take care of him.
And this was painfully obvious. His shirts were wrinkled. There were a half-dozen empty bottles of TUMS on his desk from all the late-night gorging on pepperoni pizza. The poor guy was scattered and off his game. It was clear he missed his wife terribly and didnt like being on his own.
Theyre saying on the Weather Channel that this storms only going to get worse, so I think we should just call it a day and all go home, Sal said.
Stunned silence.
Sal was dismissing the staff for the day?
It wasnt even three oclock in the afternoon.
Bruce did his best Rod Serling voice. Youre about to enter another dimension. Next stop, the Twilight Zone!
Shut up, Bruce, Sal snapped. I want everybody to be careful driving home. Its a mess out there.
Sal rubbed his eyes and ambled back to his office.
Hayley wasnt going to wait for him to change his mind. She quickly shut down her computer and grabbed her green L.L.Bean winter jacket from the office closet. She threw it on, laced up her black boots, and was out the door.
She carefully navigated the frozen walkway from the office to the street. Still, she nearly lost her balance on the slippery ice and had to wave her arms like a crazy person to keep herself from falling flat on her back.
Once she managed to reach her white Subaru wagon, which was parked up the street, she pulled on a pair of mittens her mother had knitted her twenty years ago and began brushing all the fresh snow off the car. She clicked the remote key to unlock the doors and then rummaged through all the kids athletic equipment and empty fast-food cartons and discarded paper coffee cups in the backseat to find her red wooden-handled ice scraper.
Hayley began hacking at the clumps of ice that had formed on her windshield, clearing enough so she could at least see where she was going on the short drive home. Then she climbed behind the wheel, shut the door, started the engine, and cranked up the heat. She waited a few minutes for the car to warm up before slowly pulling away from the curb.
She could hear the wheels crunching through the snow and she hadnt even maneuvered the vehicle all the way into the street before the car hit a patch of ice and began slipping and sliding into the opposite lane. Luckily, no one was stupid enough to be out driving in this mess. There were no cars to collide with, so Hayley counted her blessings.
She stayed focused, never taking her eyes off the road, gently pressing her foot down on the accelerator not too much, just enough to keep the car going in a forward motion. She didnt want to chance losing control again and smashing into a tree or a fire hydrant or, God forbid, a storefront window.
What was normally a five-minute drive home took twenty minutes, but Hayley finally managed to get herself and her Subaru home safely. She turned into the driveway of her gray two-story house. Well, it was gray when she left for work this morning. Now it was completely white. At least the snow covered the fact that her house was in desperate need of a new coat of paint. Which she couldnt afford. Maybe she would get a nice tax refund this year, which she could use to paint the house in the spring.
Wishful thinking.
Lex Bansfield, the man Hayley had been dating on and off for the past year and a half, usually would clear her driveway with his snowplow truck during a storm. However, he hadnt had a chance to swing by yet, so Hayley assumed he was busy clearing the roads on the expansive seaside estate, where he worked as a caretaker.
It was slow going, the tires of her Subaru skidding through the mound of snow piled high in the driveway as she pulled in and opened the garage door with her remote. Hayley had to press her foot harder down on the accelerator to keep the car moving forward. Then suddenly, without warning, the tires freed themselves from the packed snow and the car took off, speeding toward the open door of the garage. Hayley slammed on the brakes and prayed her car wouldnt hurtle through the garage and crash right through the back wall and into her neighbors adjoining yard. Luckily, the Subaru squealed to an abrupt stop just inches from the wall.
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