Fertile Ground for Murder Quotes

“And Brewer, watch yer step round here. In a small town, secrets got a way of sneakin’ up on ya from behind when ya least expect.”
― Stella Sinclaire, Fertile Ground for Murder

“See, when something’s broken, you don’t just throw it away,” Ethan explained, his deep voice taking on the gentle, patient cadence he reserved solely for her. “You try to fix it, to understand what’s wrong and make it right.”
― Stella Sinclaire, Fertile Ground for Murder

“She wiped sweat from her brow and took one last glance at her tiny Chicago apartment, the peeling paint and dingy windows a stark reminder of the life she was leaving behind.”
― Stella Sinclaire, Fertile Ground for Murder

“And Ethan? That boy lived in his own little wonderland, convinced he could save the world one organic radish at a time.”
― Stella Sinclaire, Fertile Ground for Murder

“Cut the malarkey, Joe. What do you know about Ethan Green stirring up trouble before he died?”
― Stella Sinclaire, Fertile Ground for Murder

“Samantha turned her face into the coarse fabric of his shirt, her tears dampening the crisp cotton as the floodgates opened once more. “I miss Daddy,” she hiccuped, the words muffled and plaintive. “Why did he have to go away?”
― Stella Sinclaire, Fertile Ground for Murder

“It leaves us with a town full of secrets and potential suspects. I must dig into Ethan’s life to uncover who had the motive to kill him.”
― Stella Sinclaire, Fertile Ground for Murder

“He always was a stubborn mule. But who would actually kill him over vegetables? It just doesn’t add up.”
― Stella Sinclaire, Fertile Ground for Murder

“Such a shame about that Ethan Green fellow. Stabbed to death, right there in his cabbage field. What’s this world coming to?”
― Stella Sinclaire, Fertile Ground for Murder

“Samantha tuned out her own words, her gaze drifting to the cramped confines of her studio apartment. Empty takeout containers littered the coffee table, their greasy scent mingling with the stale coffee and dust motes hanging in the air. Although it differed significantly from the tidy rural home of her upbringing, she took pride in owning it.”
― Stella Sinclaire, Fertile Ground for Murder

“Willow Creek, Iowa. Population 5,241. And now, one fewer.”
― Stella Sinclaire, Fertile Ground for Murder

“Mae’s Diner mirrored Samantha’s memories precisely—a cheap haven of pink vinyl booths and black-and-white checkered floors, the mouthwatering aroma of fried chicken and apple pie permeating the air.”
― Stella Sinclaire, Fertile Ground for Murder