A Tourist's Guide to Murder (Mystery Bookshop #6)

by V.M. Burns

“Detective Bradley Pitt of the North Harbor Police called you . . .” Nana Jo glared. “Go ahead, spit it out.” Templeton took out her cell phone. She swiped a few times until she found what she was looking for. “He called you, and I quote, ‘A bunch of nosey old broads who think they’re Nancy Drew and who like to meddle in things that don’t concern them.’” Nana Jo smacked her hand down on the table. “Why that dirty little pip-squeak.” “After everything we’ve done to help him,” Dorothy said. Templeton held up a hand to quell the outrage. “He also said, ‘Those old biddies have a knack for getting people to talk and a network that the FBI, CIA, and Interpol would envy. People trust them, so they tell them things they’d never say to the police.’” She looked up from her phone for a moment and then continued, “He said, ‘I’d stake my reputation that none of those women killed anyone, but if someone was foolish enough to commit a murder within twenty miles of them, there’s no way they’ll keep out of it.’” She glanced at me. “ ‘Samantha Washington is a pretty sharp cookie. If you need to sort things out, she’s the one to do it, but if you tell them I said it, I’ll deny every word.’ ”