Chapter Eight––––––––
Murder was good for business. The Beauty Box was packed with the curious during Myrtle’s Tuesday morning wash and set. Kat allowed walk-ins for the first time in the salon’s history and had to call in a couple of girls she’d met in cosmetology school to help her out.
Myrtle read a ratty copy of Good Housekeeping while waiting her turn. Dina Peters touched up Agnes’ manicure and wistfully mentioned wanting to start styling and dyeing hair. Bootsie Davenport chatted loudly on her cell phone while Prissy fumbled in her patent-leather pocketbook for what appeared to be a pitiful tip.
Tammy’s murder was definitely the two-thousand-pound gorilla in the room. Ordinarily, these women would be full of gossip about Tammy’s death. Their polite silence must be because no one w
