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Blood On The Wind
Blood On The Wind
Blood On The Wind
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Blood On The Wind

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You never know where murder will strike. This brilliant short whodunit first appeared 1993 in Ellery Queen Mystery Magazine.

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Release dateJan 19, 2009
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Blood On The Wind

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    Blood On The Wind - Ann Morven

    BLOOD ON

    THE WIND

    by Ann Morven

    © copyright Ann Morven

    ann.morven@optusnet.com.au

    Smashwords Edition 2009

    Published by Darling Newspaper Press

    http://www.booktaste.com

    danpress@optusnet.com.au

    PO box 176, Kalamunda, Western Australia 6926.

    First published by Ellery Queen Mystery Magazine, 1993.

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    THE willy-willy nearly took my ute wagon as I drove over the red plains to Cattlecreek. Then it was raining bullybeef tins. One of these gouged my handbag on the passenger seat as I braked to a halt, and I read on the faded can-label Use before Feb 1898.

    There’s plenty of history in rubbish tips of the Australian Outback, but the twister also brought a crimson cape that caught my fancy. Stiffer than ordinary silk, its edges were embroidered in fine gold thread. I held two corners of the garment, letting the gale spread it out for me, which is when I noticed the bloodstain.

    Caked from the centre, its dark presence claimed most of that rippling expanse. The breeze pricked my neck.

    It is bull’s blood, I reassured myself. It will wash out. Keep it. I drove on to join the rodeo.

    Although back of nowhere,

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