Chapter Fourteen
After they finished their lunch and made their goodbyes with Perkins (who had been visibly more relaxed and even a bit fun after Myrtle stopped asking about the case), Myrtle and Miles headed into the parking lot.
“Where to now?” asked Miles.
“I’m thinking that I should check in with Sloan at the paper. Since he tried to tread on my territory with the first murder, I’m wondering if he’ll try the same thing with the second,” said Myrtle. She started walking in the direction of the Bradley Bugle.
“Plus, you want to play matchmaker,” said Miles, rolling his eyes as he followed her.
“I wouldn’t dream of matchmaking. Sally hasn’t even had a funeral service for Lyle yet. However, I’d simply like to point out what a nice person Sally is. Plant a seed in his mind, you know,”
