Tonight I didn't finish in time to go to the West Side Gang writers' group. Since I had some modest momentum going I decided I really had to stay home and actually write. The chapter struggled along, sentence by sentence, but at last it reached a satisfactory ending, revealing one more piece of the puzzle.
Almost at 30,000 words for the MS now.
Here's an excerpt from Chapter 18:
She glanced sideways at me, and set the cup down on the table. Her blunt, work-worn fingers tapped impatiently on the edge of the saucer. “I know that Jerry was not the only potential buyer for the old school. This sudden interest in that dump, and then learning it’s the location of the Jared Canfield murder is quite peculiar, don’t you think?”You can find the first three Anastasia Raven Stories at Smashwords or Amazon
I jumped on the opportunity to change the subject. “Do you know who else wanted to buy it? I do think that’s strange.”