A Classic Case (Busybodies Collection, #6)

by Alicia Thompson

If it’s Wednesday at two o’clock and I’m not here, check the obituary section because I’m dead.”

He had a bandage around the knuckles of one of his hands, which made her think suddenly of the violence that hands could inflict too.

“Mr. Hoffman,” Grant said, “once saw me taking out the trash and said it inspired him to make me a pallbearer at his funeral. He told me to make sure they played ‘At Last’ by Etta James because that’s what everyone in town would be thinking when he finally keeled over. He wanted Get Off My Lawn engraved on his headstone to scare kids away from standing on his grave.

He quirked an eyebrow at her. He really did have a Hitchcock villain’s ability to move his eyebrows independently of each other.

You say you’ll sleep when you’re dead, but what about when you’re in love?