Cat Of The Century
A Mrs. Murphy Mystery
(Sprache: Englisch)
In diesem Fall für Harry und ihre zwei Spürkatzen Mrs. Murphy und Pewter sowie den Corgi Tee Tucker versucht ein Killer einen 100. Geburtstag zur Beerdigung zu machen. Harrys geliebte Tante Tally wird von ihrer Alma Mater eingeladen, dort anlässlich ihres...
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In diesem Fall für Harry und ihre zwei Spürkatzen Mrs. Murphy und Pewter sowie den Corgi Tee Tucker versucht ein Killer einen 100. Geburtstag zur Beerdigung zu machen. Harrys geliebte Tante Tally wird von ihrer Alma Mater eingeladen, dort anlässlich ihres runden Geburtstags eine große Wohltätigkeitsveranstaltung zu halten um die leeren Kassen aufzufüllen. Und dann verschwindet Mariah DAngelo
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Mary Minor Harry Haristeen s beloved, tart-tongued neighbor Aunt Tally is about to turn the big 1-0-0, and the alumnae association of Tally s alma mater is throwing a big fund-raising bash in her honor. The plan is to celebrate Tally s centennial and recoup some much-needed school revenue lost in the cratered economy, but when a killer blizzard bears down and a board member goes missing, it falls to Harry and her menagerie of mystery solvers to track down the truth behind what is rapidly becoming a perfect storm of embezzlement, political corruption, and the kind of long-smoldering enmity that can explode into murder. Does the key lie in a forty-year-old unsolved death? If so, Harry and her four-legged friends better find it or even at a hundred years old Aunt Tally may outlive them all.
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Chapter OneAlone figure walked along a shoveled- off bricklaid path. The dormant gardens glimmered with frost. The skies seemed low enough to touch.
Aunt Tally, two weeks away from her one- hundredth birthday, called her Gordon setter, Doodles.
As the young dog joyfully returned to his master, Aunt Tally leaned on her silver- headed cane, the head being in the graceful shape of a hound. Apart from having to use that cane thanks to the usual involuntary dismounts all horsewomen take she betrayed few signs of her advanced years. Had you seen her peering at the ground as she walked along, you would have pegged her at eighty, perhaps.
More snow coming. She squinted at the sky this March 11, Wednesday.
Doodles, who had sharper senses, replied, Before sundown. Aunt Tally stroked the dog s head upon hearing the little yodel. Tightening her cashmere scarf, she continued on.
A deep rumble alerted Doodles, who recognized the motor s signature sound as well as the sound of the tires. Identifying a vehicle by its tire sound and motor is easy for dogs. Humans can t do it. Doodles wagged her tail as she bounded up to the front of the house, where Marilyn Big Mim Sanburne, Tally s niece, had parked her brand-new Dodge half- ton.
The two walked to the back of the house to join Tally.
Big Mim, teasingly called The Queen of Crozet, was a formidable woman. However, even Big Mim could be backed off by the small, lean Tally.
What are you doing out here? It s 24°F.
Checking for my crocus. A shoot here and a shoot there and I get to thinking about the redbuds.
Big Mim put one gloved hand on her hip. Redbuds aren t going to be in full flower until about April fifteenth. You know that.
Of course I do. That doesn t mean I can t check them. She tapped her cane on the
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old brick. I m longing for spring. By this time of the year I ve had enough.
You really will have enough if you don t come in out of the cold. You ll catch your death.
It s not a baseball, the old woman replied.
You know what I mean, Big Mim said, sounding tolerant. Are you ready to go, or do you need anything from the house?
Just need to put up the dog. Aunt Tally walked to the back door, opened it, and Doodles scooted in, happy for the warmth.
Purse? Big Mim raised an eyebrow.
My wallet s in my coat pocket. Purses are a pain. Even if I find one that slings just right over my shoulder, sooner or later it drops down. Hard to carry a purse with a cane.
Guess it is. Big Mim walked to the passenger side of her blue truck and opened the door for Tally, who climbed in unassisted. Once out on the road, the two chattered as only two people who have known each other all their lives can. Aunt Tally had been pushing thirty when Big Mim was born. It was a day of celebration. Aunt Tally, thanks to a disastrous love affair when young, shied away from marriage but not affairs. She treated Big Mim as her own daughter, which had occasioned some arguments with Tally s late, loved sister. A brother to Big Mim followed later, but he died on the hideous Bataan Death March. Apart from rage and grief, the result was that no Urquhart of any succeeding generation would buy a Japanese car or any product if they could help
You really will have enough if you don t come in out of the cold. You ll catch your death.
It s not a baseball, the old woman replied.
You know what I mean, Big Mim said, sounding tolerant. Are you ready to go, or do you need anything from the house?
Just need to put up the dog. Aunt Tally walked to the back door, opened it, and Doodles scooted in, happy for the warmth.
Purse? Big Mim raised an eyebrow.
My wallet s in my coat pocket. Purses are a pain. Even if I find one that slings just right over my shoulder, sooner or later it drops down. Hard to carry a purse with a cane.
Guess it is. Big Mim walked to the passenger side of her blue truck and opened the door for Tally, who climbed in unassisted. Once out on the road, the two chattered as only two people who have known each other all their lives can. Aunt Tally had been pushing thirty when Big Mim was born. It was a day of celebration. Aunt Tally, thanks to a disastrous love affair when young, shied away from marriage but not affairs. She treated Big Mim as her own daughter, which had occasioned some arguments with Tally s late, loved sister. A brother to Big Mim followed later, but he died on the hideous Bataan Death March. Apart from rage and grief, the result was that no Urquhart of any succeeding generation would buy a Japanese car or any product if they could help
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Autoren-Porträt von Rita Mae Brown, Sneaky Pie Brown
Rita Mae Brown is the bestselling author of the Sneaky Pie Brown series; the Sister Jane series; A Nose for Justice and Murder Unleashed; Rubyfruit Jungle; In Her Day; and Six of One, as well as several other novels. An Emmy-nominated screenwriter and a poet, Brown lives in Afton, Virginia.Sneaky Pie Brown, a tiger cat born somewhere in Albemarle County, Virginia, was discovered by Rita Mae Brown at her local SPCA. They have collaborated on numerous Mrs. Murphy mysteries in addition to Sneaky Pie s Cookbook for Mystery Lovers and Sneaky Pie for President.
Bibliographische Angaben
- Autoren: Rita Mae Brown , Sneaky Pie Brown
- 2011, 320 Seiten, Maße: 10,6 x 17,4 cm, Kartoniert (TB), Englisch
- Verlag: Bantam Books
- ISBN-10: 0553591606
- ISBN-13: 9780553591606
- Erscheinungsdatum: 02.02.2011
Sprache:
Englisch
Pressezitat
As feline collaborators go, you couldn t ask for better than Sneaky Pie Brown. The New York Times Book Review Reading a Mrs. Murphy mystery is like eating a potato chip. You always go back for more. . . . A deserving bestselling series. The Midwest Book Review
[Rita Mae Brown s] animals are as witty as ever. Kirkus Reviews
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