Death in the Sunshine (Retired Detectives Club, #1)

by Steph Broadribb

No unauthorised personnel allowed beyond this point.’ Philip doesn’t appreciate the youngster’s tone. He’s a DCI; uniforms should do as he says. ‘I understand, officer, I’m law enforcement too.’ The cop frowns again. ‘You got a badge?’ ‘Well, no, not here in the US, but I’m—’ ‘Then I can’t let you any closer.’ Philip clenches his fists. ‘Now look here, I’m . . .’ He stops and puts telling this cocky kid just who he’s dealing with on hold, because there’s a woman emerging from the back of the ambulance and he recognises her. He’s good like that. Never forgets a face or a name. And Moira is a memorable kind of woman; tall and athletic with her black hair cropped into a pixie cut and a face that looks far younger than anyone else’s here at The Homestead. She’s a new resident. His wife, Lizzie, told him that before she introduced them the other day when they’d met in Publix doing the weekly shop. Moira and Lizzie had met at yoga a few weeks before. He doesn’t know why Moira’s in the ambulance, but he’s damn sure he’s going to find out.