Clint Faraday Mysteries Book Fifty Nine; Dead Giveaway

By CD Moulton

They wanted her to sign a traspas, telling her it meant anyone who went on her land she was buying without the presence of the wife of one of them was trespassing. Did that sound like a scam? Well, yes. A traspas was the same as a title signed over to the wife. Then an ex-husband and brother are murdered. That's just too damned far!

• Language: English
• Publisher: CD Moulton
• Release date: Jun 4, 2020
• ISBN: 9780463460757

CD Moulton

Born in Florida, travelled the world as a rock guitarist with some big names in the late sixties, early seventies. Been everything from a high steel worker to longshoreman, from musician to bar owner, and much more. Educated in botany and genetics. Now living in paradise (Panamá!)

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Clint Faraday

Book fifty nine

Dead Giveaway

© 2019 & 2020 by C. D. Moulton

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This is a work of fiction. Any resemblances to actual persons or events are purely coincidental unless otherwise stated.

"Clint? Amanda Presley here. I met you in David, two months ago? You said to call if there were any problems about the place I bought?

Well, I’m not sure if it’s a scam or not, but they want me to sign a thing in Spanish, and I only have what they said it says. Does that sound like it could be a scam?

It sounds like a dead giveaway. Tell them to kiss your ass!

They made a plan.

Then her brother and ex-husband ended up dead. Why them? Why not Amanda? Everything was in her name.

Contents

Amanda Calls

Who? Me?

Better Description

Amos A. Aaron

The Island, The Deal

The Rest of the Gang

Cut Them Off at the Pass!

Tranquility

About the author

CD was born in Lakeland, Florida, in 1938. He is educated in genetics and botany. He has traveled extensively, particularly when he was a rock rhythm guitarist with some well-known bands in the late sixties and early seventies. He has worked as a high steel worker and as a longshoreman, clerk, orchidist, bar owner, salvage yard manager, and landscaper and more.

CD began writing fiction in 1984 and has more than 300 books published in SciFi, murder, orchid culture, and various other fields.

He now resides in Gualaca, Chiriqui, Panamá, where he continues research into epiphytic plants and plays music with friends. He loves the culture of the indigenous people. He funds those he can afford through the universities, where they have all excelled. The Indios are very intelligent people, they are simply too poor (in material things and money. Culturally, they are very wealthy) to pursue higher education.

CD loves Panamá and the people, despite horrendous experiences (Free e-book; Fading Paradise). He plans to spend the rest of his life in the paradise that is Panamá

CD is involved in research of natural cancer cure at this time. It is based on a plant that has been in use for centuries, is safe, available, and cheap. Information about this cure is free on the FaceBook page: Ambrosia peruviana for cancer.

Dead Giveaway

Amanda Calls

Clint Faraday, PI, retired, now declared Ngobe Indio, watched as his son, Nito, went along the beach toward the little town of Cusapín, and sighed. He was seventy five, going on fifty, had the best wife and family in the world, was enjoying exceptionally good health, was a multi-millionaire, and was living in paradise.

Clint looked like he was about fifty. Tyna, his beautiful wife, was fifty, but looked like thirty five. His daughter was a medical doctor and medicinal plant expert, and his son was a criminologist, with the highest scores in his graduating class at UP. He was now a doctor of sciences, with a degree in forensics sciences.

Clint had raised his children in the Indio tradition. That it was a far superior way was obvious, particularly when they were around others their age, who were raised in the cultures of the so-called civilized world. He was damned proud of them, and didn’t care who knew it!

He would help with the rice, today. He had helped prepare the large area where it was grown, and had put in the irrigation from the little lake higher in the