As they were heading out the door, Myrtle hung back for a moment. “You wouldn’t happen to have any extra tidbits on what’s coming down the pipe with this investigation, would you?”
Wanda looked at her sadly. “Gonna be more death.”
Myrtle grimly nodded. “I rather thought there might be. And last time, you mentioned an affair. Any extra glimmers on that?”
“Jest a bit. The man yew saw with Georgia.”
“Hmm? Oh, Kingston? The one who was angry with Victor for not letting him have a flagpole.”
Wanda nodded. “That one. He was havin’ an affair with Victor’s wife.”
Myrtle’s eyes opened wide.
Wanda nodded again. “But you need to take care,” she added anxiously. “Bad things gonna happen.”
“I’m in danger,” said Myrtle. “Yes. Thank you, Wanda.” And Myrtle, who had never been much of a hugger,
