Death at a Barbecue: S & S Investigations, #0
By M. D. Archer
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The Falling Man Mystery and The Body On The Beach.
It's Christmas Day in New Zealand. The sun is shining, the temperature is rising and all over the country people are enjoying this festive occasion, whether it be a barbecue brunch, a cooked ham for lunch, a platter of cold cuts in the afternoon, or a traditional roast turkey dinner. Annie Jameson, with a few last-minute cancellations and an indecent amount of food, puts out an open invite on Facebook.
Come one come all to Annie and Dean's Christmas Day Barbecue!
Paige, one half of the detective duo known as Squirrel & Swan and a friend of Annie's from high school, accepts the invitation. She leaves her family lunch (it was mostly over anyway) and drags her boyfriend Tim, her best friend and business partner Sophie (thankful to escape a potentially calamitous Christmas meal at her own flat), and their associate Leo, to the barbecue.
On the way, Leo tells them all about The Falling Man Mystery, a situation that's keeping him glued to his phone. But it's not too long before the group becomes distracted by another unexpected event. And this one requires all their attention.
There's a dead body on the beach.
And it's connected to Annie's party.
The team at S & S Investigations have never been able to resist a mystery, and this one is no different!
But can they solve it before the culprit gets away?
Get a taste of a Kiwi Christmas and join the team from S & S Investigations - Auckland's premier (only) psychological investigations agency – as they solve not one but two murders on Christmas Day.
Note: this Christmas novella is a standalone murder mystery that exists with the general Squirrel & Swan universe, of which there is a six-book series (S & S Investigations).
M. D. Archer
M. D. Archer lives in Auckland, New Zealand, has a PhD in psychology; and when she isn’t writing fiction (or watching TV), works as a researcher. Contact her on twitter @mda_008; or by email mdaauthor@gmail.com.
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Death at a Barbecue - M. D. Archer
Death At A Barbecue
A Squirrel & Swan Christmas Mystery Novella
M. D. Archer
image-placeholderSWARM Publishing
First published in November, 2022. by Swarm Publishing.
Auckland, New Zealand.
ISBN (epub):978-1-99-116700-2
ISBN (kindle):978-1-99-116701-9
Copyright © 2022 by M. D. Archer.
All rights reserved.
Death At A Barbecue is a work of fiction. Names, places and incidents, except those clearly in the public domain, are products of the author’s imagination, or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, names or places is purely coincidental. No part of this book may be reproduced in any form or by any electronic or mechanical means, including information storage and retrieval systems, without written permission from the author, except for the use of brief quotations in a book review.
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Dear Reader
Acknowledgements
The Killer Focus That Almost Killed Me
A small town murder mystery
A FREE novella
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The hotel bartender set down a glass of red wine. Here you are.
She smiled. Sorry about the wait, I’m here on my own.
No worries.
He kept his chin down and his eyes low under his baseball cap as he pushed over the twenty-dollar bill he’d already pulled out of his wallet. Keep the change.
The evening was warm and he’d dressed appropriately for his mission, with a light shirt and dress shorts, but he’d been sitting under hotel air conditioning for hours and his eyes were tired and gritty. A dull ache pressed at his eyebrows, suggesting the onset of sinus trouble. A summer cold perhaps.
He’d never liked hotels.
As he took a sip of wine his eyes latched onto a couple strolling through the lobby. Was that…? No. He dismissed them and turned away, returning his attention to his laptop. He logged out of Facebook only to immediately log in again as a different user. It wasn’t his account but he had every right to know. He checked for new messages, posts, anything. Nothing. No activity at all. He opened Instagram. It was a bit clunky to use on a laptop but he hadn’t set up a Virtual Private Network on his phone and he wanted that extra layer of security. Just in case. His eyes moved down the feed. Nothing there either. He opened a search engine and typed in both of their names, just in case. Once again, nothing new came up. He’d missed something, he could tell. But what? For a few minutes he scrolled and clicked, out of interest more than anything else, then opened Gmail to check for recent messages.
That’s some covert operation you got going on there,
someone said from behind him.
Shock hit his chest, as if he’d been plunged into icy water. It snatched away his breath, leaving him cold and numb while his mind raced and churned.
He closed his laptop, set down his wine, then turned in his chair to see a man in his mid-forties sitting at the table directly behind him with a clear view of his computer screen.
Where the hell did he come from?
Sorry, did I scare you? I’ve been called a Tesla in the past. I move quiet.
An American accent.
What you got going on there, buddy?
the American continued. Stalking your ex, huh?
He raised one eyebrow. I’ve been there. Haven’t we all,
he finished with a low, wry chuckle then took a large pull from the tumbler of something amber coloured he held in his meaty hand. Just flew in and couldn’t sleep,
the American continued. Nearly midnight here but the sun is still shining in California. Yesterday, though right? The time difference might take a while to get used to.
He gestured at the laptop. So what did I interrupt? Something top secret, huh. Some type of mission?
His eyes widened then narrowed. You’re not an assassin are you?
He laughed again but this time it was tinged with uncertainty.
Y-you’ve been spying on me?
Don’t worry. My lips are sealed. I’m Todd, by the way.
He reached out a hand. And what do people call you?
Chris,
he lied. He cleared his throat. In town long?
Sure am,
Todd replied. At least three months, probably. Wild, huh? From the States to little ol’ New Zealand. This is where being a single man comes in handy. I get to travel. No ball and chain to tie me down. Not anymore. Free as a bird.
He forced another laugh then gestured at the laptop. Wanna talk?
he said. I might be able to help.
He leaned forward conspiratorially. I’ve been around the block a few times.
No, I don’t.
Silence fell.
When he looked up, Todd was frowning at him.
I’m heading back to my room now anyway,
Todd said, throwing back his head to down the rest of his drink. He pushed himself off the large leather armchair. You can stay and cyberstalk to your heart’s content.
His voice had lost its earlier joviality.
Uh, sure.
Night then.
The American gave him one last calculating look, then turned and ambled toward the lift.
His heart thumped unpleasantly in his chest, simultaneously thudding at his temples. He tried to make his brain work. What should he do? After a moment, heat rising in his neck, he gathered up his things, abandoning the wine.
He caught up to Todd at the lift.
Hey, maybe I will take you up on your offer,
he said, trying to make his tone casual.
Todd startled, then turned. Huh?
Advice, remember? You said you’ve been through my, uh, situation before.
Right.
Todd gave him a wary look as the doors pinged open. I guess.
Todd turned away and stepped into the lift and after a moment, with a roaring in his ears, he followed.
2
Paige Garnet scratched at the green paper hat she’d been wearing since she pulled it out of the Christmas cracker at the start of lunch. She glanced down at the present she’d just opened, now sitting in her lap, then fixed confused eyes on her brother.
You don’t like it?
he asked.
Thomas, it’s a makeup kit.
He rolled his eyes. Yes, I’m aware of that.
But I hardly ever wear makeup.
She once again cast her eyes over the shimmering circles of coloured powder. And if I do it’s not usually glittery eyeshadow.
But that’s what the girls are wearing these days,
Thomas said, looking at his wife Emily. The two of them also wore colourful paper hats. In Emily’s case, the orange dye had started to bleed onto her forehead. It was rather warm today.
You can do YouTube tutorials if you’re not sure how,
Emily said with a bright smile.
It’s not that I don’t know how, although you’re correct about that, I don’t, it’s that… well… isn’t the point of gift-giving to get something that the person will actually use?
Tim Leung, Paige’s boyfriend, looked up and made wide eyes at Paige. He was ensconced in the armchair in the corner and playing with his Christmas present—a fancy new watch that could be programmed and fiddled with in ways that men of Tim’s ilk enjoyed. It was normally his job to run interference between Paige’s tactlessness and the general population but he’d let this one get past him.
Paige, stop it,
her mother said sternly. That’s so ungrateful.
She cast an apologetic look at Emily, sitting beside her on the couch.
Just then Paige realised, a smidge too late, that Emily had probably been the one to purchase the gifts. Thomas, an attorney, worked long hours and Emily was definitely the kind of wife-and-mother-person to manage such things in their household.
It’s actually great. Thank you.
Paige forced a smile.
Just then, Paige’s niece and nephew, seven and five,