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Blue Dahlia

Blue Dahlia

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Autoren: Nora Roberts
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concentrate on rehabbing it. Grounds were a holy mess. He hired Kitridge for that. Showplace now. Got written up in a magazine.”
    “What’s his story? Logan’s?”
    “Local boy. Born and bred. Though it seems to me he moved up north for a while. Got married.”
    “I didn’t realize he’s married.”
    “Was,” Will corrected. “Didn’t take. Don’t know the details. Jo might. She’s better at ferreting out and remembering that sort of thing. He’s been back here six, eight years. Worked for a big firm out of the city until Roz scooped him up. Jo! What do you know about the Kitridge boy who works for Roz?”
    “Logan?” Jolene peeked around the corner. She was wearing an apron that said, JO’S KITCHEN. There was a string of pearls around her neck and fuzzy pink slippers on her feet. “He’s sexy.”
    “I don’t think that’s what Stella wanted to know.”
    “Well, she could see that for herself. Got eyes in her head and blood in her veins, doesn’t she? His folks moved out to Montana, of all places, two, three years ago.”
    She cocked a hip, tapped a finger on her cheek as she lined up her data. “Got an older sister lives in Charlotte now. He went out with Marge Peters’s girl, Terri, a couple times. You remember Terri, don’t you, Will?”
    “Can’t say as I do.”
    “ ’Course you do. She was homecoming and prom queen in her day, then Miss Shelby County. First runner-up for Miss Tennessee. Most agree she missed the crown because her talent wasn’t as strong as it could’ve been. Her voice is a little bit, what you’d call slight, I guess.”
    As Jo talked, Stella just sat back and enjoyed. Imagine knowing all this, or caring. She doubted she could remember who the homecoming or prom queens were from her own high school days. And here was Jo, casually pumping out the information on events that were surely a decade old.
    Had to be a southern thing.
    “And Terri? She said Logan was too serious-minded for her,” Jo continued, “but then a turnip would be too serious-minded for that girl.”
    She turned back into the kitchen, lifting her voice. “He married a Yankee and moved up to Philadelphia or Boston or some place with her. Moved back a couple years later without her. No kids.”
    She came back with a fresh mimosa for Stella and one for herself. “I heard she liked big-city life and he didn’t, so they split up. Probably more to it than that. Always is, but Logan’s not one to talk, so information is sketchy. He worked for Fosterly Landscaping for a while. You know, Will, they do mostly commercial stuff. Beautifying office buildings and shopping centers and so on. Word is Roz offered him the moon, most of the stars, and a couple of solar systems to bring him into her operation.”
    Will winked at his daughter. “Told you she’d have the details.”
    “And then some.”
    Jo chuckled, waved a hand. “He bought the old Morris place on the river a couple of years ago. Been fixing it up, or having it fixed up. And I heard he was doing a job for Tully Scopes. You don’t know Tully, Will, but I’m on the garden committee with his wife, Mary. She’ll complain the sky’s too blue or the rain’s too wet. Never satisfied with anything. You want another Bloody Mary, honey?” she asked Will.
    “Can’t say as I’d mind.”
    “So I heard Tully wanted Logan to design some shrubbery, and a garden and so on for this property he wanted to turn over.”
    Jolene kept on talking as she walked back to the kitchen counter to mix the drink. Stella exchanged a mile-wide grin with her father.
    “And every blessed day, Tully was down there complaining, or asking for changes, or saying this, that, or the other. Until Logan told him to screw himself sideways, or words to that effect.”
    “So much for customer relations,” Stella declared.
    “Walked off the job, too,” Jolene continued. “Wouldn’t set foot on the property again or have any of his crew plant a daisy until Tully agreed to stay away. That what you wanted to know?”
    “That pretty much covers it,” Stella said and toasted Jolene with her mimosa.
    “Good. Just about ready here. Why don’t you go on and call the boys?”
     
    WITH THE INFORMATION FROM JOLENE ENTERED INTO her mental files, Stella formulated a plan. Bright and early Monday morning, armed with her map and a set of MapQuest directions, she set out for the job site Logan had scheduled.
    Or, she corrected, the job Roz thought he had earmarked for that

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