Chapter Ten
Myrtle heard the kitchen door swiftly slam behind whoever was rapidly leaving. She hurried to the window, but saw nothing. There were woods bordering that side of the house (more of Rose’s precious trees) and the intruder had taken advantage of their cover to escape.
So Rose must have just been murdered. Myrtle shuddered at the thought that she could have walked in on a murder in progress if she’d arrived moments earlier. She jumped as she heard the sound of a door again and then realized it was Red coming at last.
Red called out, an anxious sharpness to his voice, “Mama? Mama, where are you?”
“I’m in the living room, Red. Right here.”
Red hurried in, his face relaxing a little when he saw she was all right, but then tensing up again when he saw the slumped figure on the f
