Summer Vacation Murder: An Undercover Tourist Cozy Mystery: Hollywood Whodunit, #9
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She wants to spend her vacation soaking up the sun not swimming with sharks.
Join Becky on her summer adventure as she attempts to solve two puzzling mysteries!
A Hoax & a Hex
Tell the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the lie.
What's a girl to do when she's swept up in a Hollywood courtroom drama with an over-the-hill lawyer and a defendant who claims innocence by hypnosis? Despite the implausible alibi, amateur sleuth Becky Robinson believes him.
The career criminal and notorious jewel thief has already been convicted in the press and the trial is nothing but a forgone conclusion.
OBJECTION! Calling Perry Mason, Matlock, even the fake lawyer from Suits. Send help. Innocent until proven guilty.
Becky must uncover whodunit before the state calls their next witness. Or will the real thief snap their fingers and cast a spell on the judge, jury, and executioner?
A Patsy & a Pastry
Murder in a small town? That's how the cookie crumbles.
A rise in tourism is icing on the cake.
After riding the coattails of her fellow detectives, Becky Robinson lands her first paying client. A bookstore owner believes her baker ex-husband is trying to kill her and hires Becky to prove it.
Residents of the idyllic coastal town dismiss the claim as a work of fiction until a flour-covered skeleton sparks rumors of a conspiracy.
The bakery can't sugarcoat this murder - they're caught bread-handed. Knead not worry, Becky is undercover. Cooking skills? Nah, but she's an actress, she can fake it until she bakes it.
Can Becky discover whodunit before it's too late? Or will another victim meet their baker?
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Summer Vacation Murder is a bundle of two mysteries previously published in a summer spinoff series. If you are the type of reader who likes binging a series in chronological order, this is best read as book 9.
If you love clumsy heroines, a Hollywood backdrop, quirky suspects, and an adorable rescue puppy this series is for you!
Hollywood Whodunit Series Order
- Book 1: Prime Time Murder
- Book 2: Stand-In Murder
- Book 3: Music City Murder
- Book 4. Trap Door Murder
- Book 5: Fool's Gold Murder
- Book 6: Holly Jolly Murder
- Book 7: Blue Suede Murder
- Book 8: Family Reunion Murder
- Book 9: Summer Vacation Murder
- Book 10: Sunlight Swindler Murder
- Book 11: Castle Island Murder
- Book 12: Fixer-Upper Murder
- Book 13: Hometown Murder
- Book 14: Big Apple Murder
- Book 15: Devil Wears Murder
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Summer Vacation Murder - Brittany E. Brinegar
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Contents
About the Book
A Hoax & a Hex
1.Reasonable Doubt
2.Chambers
3.No Defense
4.Fruit of the Poisonous Tree
5.Mock Trial
6.Legal Precedent
7.All Rise
8.Defense Rests
9.Badgering
10.Hostile Witness
11.Unfair Surprise
12.Withdrawn
13.Plead the Fifth
14.Objection
15.Overruled
16.Burden of Proof
17.Move to Strike
18.The Evidence Will Show
19.No Further Questions
20.Innocent Until Proven Guilty
A Patsy & a Pastry
21.A Legend in the Baking
22.In Over Your Bread
23.We Make a Great Cream
24.How the Cookie Crumbles
25.Piece of Cake
26.Rolling Pins and Needles
27.No Pain No Grain
28.Don’t Sugarcoat It
29.Go with the Dough
30.Caught Bread Handed
31.Up to Muffin
32.No Laughing Batter
33.Baker’s Dozen
34.Stop and Smell the Flours
35.Bready to Rumble
36.Whisk Taker
37.For Old Time’s Bake
38.Fake it Until You Bake It
39.Dream Crumb True
Epilogue
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She wants to spend her vacation soaking up the sun not swimming with sharks.
Join Becky on her summer adventure as she attempts to solve two puzzling mysteries!
A Hoax & a Hex
A Patsy & a Pastry
image-placeholderSummer Vacation Murder is a bundle of two mysteries previously published in a summer spinoff series. If you are the type of reader who likes binging a series in chronological order, this is best read as book 9.
Hollywood Whodunit Series Order
Book 1: Prime Time Murder
Book 2: Stand-In Murder
Book 3: Music City Murder
Book 4. Trap Door Murder
Book 5: Fool's Gold Murder
Book 6: Holly Jolly Murder
Book 7: Blue Suede Murder
Book 8: Family Reunion Murder
Book 9: Summer Vacation Murder
Book 10: Sunlight Swindler Murder
Book 11: Castle Island Murder
Book 12: Fixer-Upper Murder
Book 13: Hometown Murder
Book 14: Big Apple Murder
Book 15: Devil Wears Murder
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Reasonable Doubt
My heart hammered in my chest as the makeup woman applied blush to my ghostly cheeks. My hands slipped off the armrest, clammy and shaking. I tucked a wispy strand of hair behind my ear and managed to knot it in my dangly earring.
Ouch, ouch, ouch.
I struggled to remove the piece of jewelry without taking my hair or earlobe with it.
I sucked in a calming breath, chiding myself for the ridiculous display. I substituted for the Stealthy Suspicions podcast once before… but this was different. I knew about the opportunity ahead of time.
But my preparation tactics left plenty to be desired. I dozed off for about forty-five minutes the previous night and I arrived at the office with bags under my eyes, hyped up on a vat of coffee, and jittery from a sugar rush.
Knowing myself and my stressful tendency, I devised a foolproof plan. Logically I should have slept due to pure exhaustion – I walked my dog to the top of the Hollywood sign, played tennis, and went for a bike ride. I ended the day with over twenty thousand steps, sore feet, and extreme muscle pain. And yet, the second my head hit the pillow, I jolted awake.
Instead of counting sheep I ran through my talking points and envisioned snappy banter with the host. I devised a scenario leading to my discovery, big break, a box office sensation, and an Emmy. The daydream only stressed me more because how could anything live up to my wild imagination?
The job with the podcast started as an internship but my boss promised more. If all went well with today’s segment, I might become a permanent fixture on the show.
Dean Mancini allowed a bit of everything mystery-related on Stealthy Suspicions – true crime, books, movies, television, and local news. Anything was up for grabs if the fans showed interest.
On a whim, I pitched my idea for a segment about favorite TV detectives, never thinking he would go for it much less ask me to run the story.
Dean held his fists in a fighter’s stance and bounced like Rocky. You ready to go, Pop Culture Connoisseur?
I earned the nickname because of a borderline obsession. But as an aspiring actress turned amateur sleuth, I wore the title proudly. Absolutely.
Are you sure?
His brown eyes narrowed. You look like you’re about to lose your lunch.
Which is why I didn’t eat before coming.
He patted my shoulder. Hang tight. We’ll call you in after the half-hour break.
I’m nervous.
Don’t worry, we aren’t running the program live, unlike the special edition at Christmas.
Dean clapped his hands and grinned like a kid about to open his presents. This will be awesome.
The recording aspect provided a small comfort if… when I made a mistake or lost my place. I hoped I wouldn’t make too much of a nightmare for the editing team. They operated with a week turnaround to air, affording little wiggle room.
image-placeholderThe stress and nervousness vanished the moment I started talking about television. Like coming home after a particularly awful day, slipping into comfy slippers, and curling up with your dog.
My intern, Becky Robinson is here with us today to discuss detectives on the small screen.
Dean adjusted his microphone. Who are you going to start us out with?
"Consultant programs like Monk, Castle, Bones, Numbers, and so many more took off like a rocket starting around 2005. They were so prolific in the industry, it led to copycats, poor imitations, and some spectacular shows."
Aren’t those dated?
The airhead cohost, Prissy, scrunched her nose. Who cares about a show from forever ago?
The comment knocked the wind from my lungs. My entire premise centered around discussing outdated television and movies.
Streaming services might argue these old programs are more popular than ever,
Dean said. And maybe I’m showing my age here, but I’m a nostalgic guy. If I like something, I still like it when it is unhip and no longer trending.
Which is the draw of classic detectives like Sherlock Holmes or Nancy Drew. New generations find them for the first time because their parents and grandparents are fans.
That’s the beauty of this show – mysteries never go out of fashion. We can talk about a fifty-year-old murder that was solved last week because of DNA evidence that didn’t exist at the time. But it almost makes crime solving too easy. Give me an old-fashioned Sam Spade in a gritty San Francisco office thumping away on a typewriter.
I nodded and rolled with Dean’s point. Right, you can live with the old tech of a VCR and a Rolodex if the mystery and the characters hold your interest. And personally, I love a period piece.
Now that you sold us on the fantastic premise, what are we discussing?
"I want to start with a controversial debate based on an argument between me and my roommate. Which program about fake psychics is superior – Psych or The Mentalist?"
Dean’s mouth formed an O. Edgy.
Now before I receive a hate mail flurry, I want to preface this with a statement – I love both shows. Their awesomeness is not in question. What is up for grabs is which show is better.
Can you give a quick synopsis of them for our audience?
Dean asked.
Sure.
I shuffled through my notecards to make sure I stayed on track. "Psych follows Shawn Spencer a guy who never lived up to his full potential. A slacker. When he finds himself in trouble, he pretends to be a psychic to fool the authorities and prove his innocence of the crime. But the one-time trick leads to a position as a police consultant."
And Shawn must continue to act psychic?
Correct. And he can’t let the detectives know or he loses the first job he ever excelled at.
Sounds like an offensive concept to real mediums,
Prissy said.
Dean cut his eyes. "What about The Mentalist?"
Patrick Jane makes his living as a psychic. He’s a flashy showman and brings in a lot of money for his act. But everything changes when he pushes the wrong buttons and a serial killer murders his wife and daughter. He uproots his life, admits to being a phony, and vows revenge. And along the way, he uses his gifts of perception and deception to help the police solve murders.
So, one guy is forced to pretend and the other is pushed to come clean.
Dean rubbed his chin. Interesting. Aside from premise, what is different or similar?
"Psych is a comedy first and the crime is almost incidental to the slapstick antics of the main characters. I also think it is entirely character driven. If you don’t like Shawn and Gus, you won’t continue to episode two. I flipped to the next notecard.
Whereas The Mentalist is a police procedural with comedic elements. The production value of The Mentalist is top-notch and many episodes remind me of a Hitchcock movie as far as the direction."
It sounds to me like your vote is obvious.
I prefer Patrick Jane. I’m a sucker for a schemer and he’s a guy who can’t be told what to do.
I held up a finger. That being said, these shows are crazy difficult to rate and compare. It comes down to preference and what tone you want to watch – darker with more mystery or fun, goofy antics.
Love it.
Dean straightened his notes. Before we wrap up, I wanted to ask you about your other job. You moonlight at a genuine detective agency now, correct?
I nodded, forgetting podcasts were almost entirely nonvisual aside from the YouTube feed. Robinson Family Detective Agency.
The name alone is a story for another day but are you working on any interesting cases at the moment?
Most of our cases are confidential.
Come on there must be something you can tell us.
I tapped my chin. I’m sure many of the listeners heard about the priceless stolen art reappearing at auctions across the city. In fact, Dean talked about it on the podcast…
Right.
One of the detectives at the firm worked the case five years ago and the culprit was never apprehended.
He stopped pulling jobs?
Dean asked.
Or went to prison or moved to another state. He stayed quiet until recently.
Recently? He’s active again?
Dean asked.
I cleared my throat. I’m afraid so. Three private collections raided in the last few months fit the M.O.
Why is no one reporting on this?
The police aren’t making the connection to the old robberies. They think the art is reappearing because someone else found the stash. They don’t think it’s the same guy.
But you do?
My boss knows the case inside out and he is certain of the connection.
I didn’t expect this turn. Wow.
Dean’s eyes doubled in size. What is the thief’s modus operandi?
He steals pieces from private collections and goes completely unnoticed. And he strikes during crowded events without leaving a trace.
I cleared my throat. Until his last job.
What changed?
The security guard who tried to stop him is in a coma.
2
Chambers
One Week Later
I cringed at the sound of my voice as the Stealthy Suspicions podcast ended. No matter how much I practiced, I never mastered the art of a newscaster's tone. How bad was I?
My best friend, Lois Vo, removed her headphones. I can’t believe you used our disagreement as material for the show.
I handed her the other earbud. I made it clear I like both.
Ha.
She snorted. You also made sure everyone would side with you.
My argument swayed you.
Her mouth tilted into a minuscule grin. Aside from that, you did a terrific job. Didn’t even let the airhead cohost throw you.
Fellow detective Stephen Robinson slid his desk chair across the bullpen. Are you conducting personal biz on the clock?
I displayed an empty in/out bin. No open cases, Stevie. Unless you’re looking for assistance on your court thing.
He adjusted his square glasses. Pass.
Since we closed the sabotage/kidnapping with Uncle Vandy’s Snack Company, business slowed to a crawl. New assignments were few and far between, especially with our fearless leader’s fixation on the art theft.
What kind of trial is he working on?
Lois asked.
I lifted a shoulder. I only know the office scuttlebutt.
Why does no one involve me in the chitchat?
She narrowed her gaze. And don’t give me the Robinson only mumbo jumbo.
Why don’t we ask Granny? She’s his desk buddy and she knows everyone’s business.
Good call.
I waved across the converted seating area of Crocetti’s Pizzeria until Granny glanced up from her crochet. With a jerk of my neck, I motioned her over.
She eased to her feet, stretching her stiff muscles. Why are you making my old bones schlep across the office?
I offered her my chair. Because we want to gossip about your neighbor.
Oh, that makes all the difference. What do you want to discuss?
She coiffed her pearly white hair. His girlfriend dumping him at Target last week?
Teressa dumped him?
Lois asked. For the coffee guy, right?
For someone who claims to be a detective, he’s quite clueless.
Granny shook her head. The breakup is making him particularly snippy so mind your Ps and Qs around him.
I’m more interested in this trial of his. Is he actually trying it?
Goodness no.
Granny waved. He is a terrible litigator, who never won a case. Why do you think he switched to the PI business?
What’s the deal then?
Lois asked.
Granny leaned in closer. His old law school mentor asked for help. The accused robbed a jewelry store and killed someone.
Lois’ brows raised. Which side is Stephen on?
The defense,
I said. Is the client innocent?
Who can ever say in these cases?
Granny’s sturdy shoulders shrugged. The old, retired cop in me always assumes criminals are lying because they usually are. And I can’t tell you how many times I arrested somebody and pulled a gun or drugs from their pocket and they say ‘that’s not mine’. But who else put it there?
Lois tapped a pen on her notepad. There must be more to the case if the defense attorney hired a private investigator, right?
Happens in every proceeding to dig up dirt, find somebody, or present alternative suspects,
Granny said. Doesn’t automatically make it interesting.
Our undisputed leader, Ricardo, marched downstairs and clapped his hands. Conference room, staff meeting.
Everybody?
Stephen’s glare landed on Lois. Even the secretary?
Ricardo buttoned his expensive, tailored suit. She’s on the staff last I checked.
Don’t listen to old Stevie,
I whispered.
Lois smirked. He can put me down all he wants but I handle payroll and guess who’s making the same amount as a receptionist? Mister I brought in two clients this month.
Really?
My lower lip curled. Interesting.
Lois’ complexion paled. I shouldn’t tell you that. Pretend I didn’t.
I zipped my mouth and took a seat in the half-finished conference room. Are we safe to meet in here?
I pointed to the exposed wood beams where our contractor eliminated a wall to expand the pizzeria’s party room.
Ricardo followed my finger and smoothed his necktie. Should be fine I espect. Lois, please take the minutes.
Sure thing, boss.
She spread a dozen colorful pens on the table and selected her weapon of choice.
Stephen raised his hand. May I start the meeting by registering a complaint.
No, you may not.
Ricardo interlocked his fingers. Where’s Jessy?
He’s working the accident reconstruction so he’s out of the office for most of the week,
I said.
The what?
Ricardo rubbed his red, sleep-deprived eyes.
Jessy is assisting an insurance company with an automobile collision.
Lois flipped through her notes. They are restaging the scene to determine fault.
Should I call him?
I asked.
No that won’t be necessary.
Ricardo opened his portfolio. Let’s begin with our open cases. Granny?
I’m working on a financial matter for B&B Associates,
she said. Significant petty cash is missing.
Ah yeah, I remember…
Don’t mind me, I’ll be just a second.
Our contractor, Denton Deardorff shimmied into the conference room hauling a gigantic piece of drywall. His partially attached kneepads created a thumping soundtrack with every step.
Is your three-hour lunch over already?
Stephen asked.
Funny guy.
Deardorff arrived on our doorsteps like a lost puppy, except he came looking for a closed pizza place. We hired him for the never-ending repairs. Don’t stop on my account. I can work around you.
Becky, any luck bringing in cases?
Ricardo asked.
I zipped my head from the amusing distraction to the boss and my stomach sank to my toes. I didn’t realize I was supposed to. As the unlicensed team member, I assumed I would help the other detectives as needed. Since when did they expect me to pull my weight? I swallowed the lump in my throat and tried not to fidget. Um, nothing yet.
Keep after it.
Ricardo twisted to Stephen. What about you? Your court case starts when?
Opening statements are tomorrow but we technically began much earlier with voir dire. Jury selection.
Stephen removed his glasses and cleaned the lenses. Everything is on schedule. Peabody is dropping by this afternoon to go over…
A pounding hammer interrupted further explanation. Deardorff whistled while he worked, unaware the noise brought the meeting to a standstill. He twisted, sensing the eyes on his back. Two more nails.
Make it quick,
Ricardo said.
Deardorff scrunched his stocky frame as he tiptoed to the door. All done.
Ricardo ran a hand through his styled black hair. Are you making any progress on your defense?
We’re fine,
Stephen said.
Deardorff knocked on the doorframe. Excuse me, I forgot my tape measure. Keep going, don’t mind me.
Your client is on the security feed holding up the jewelry store.
Ricardo flipped through his portfolio. The prosecutor offered to deal on a felony homicide with your guy caught red-handed and you declined?
There are extenuating circumstances and the shooting happened in the alley, not covered by cameras.
What am I missin’?
This is my case,
Stephen said. When we teamed up like a happy family you never mentioned micromanaging.
Granny’s fingers froze on her knitting needle. What you do reflects on us. We can’t afford to be the laughingstock of a high-profile case.
She’s right,
Ricardo agreed.
A buzzsaw roared in the kitchen. Lois scrambled to shut the door not realizing it was propped and not attached to the frame. The wood smacked the tile floor with an eardrum-shattering bang and dust filled the air. Sorry.
What happened?
Deardorff hustled into the room with a jingling tool belt. Oh yeah I forgot to tell you, the hinges rusted through and I need to replace them.
Thank you for the warning,
I said with a smile.
I can hop over to the hardware store now and pick them up.
Ricardo pinched his nose. Please do.
Why is my case any more of an embarrassment than him?
Stephen asked. Or this half-finished mess of a pizza office?
This place isn’t featured on Court TV,
Ricardo said. Did your mentor decline because of the psychic angle?
I sat straighter in my chair. Psychic?
Hypnotist.
Stephen corrected. Of course not. We are collecting solid evidence to support the client’s innocence.
Involving hypnosis?
I asked.
That is one avenue we might explore but I am more interested in the idea someone faked the security footage.
So, your client is claiming someone hypnotized him into robbing the jewelry store and killing the victim?
I twisted my mouth. We’ll certainly earn a reputation alright.
You’re the one blabbing confidential details about our art theft on a podcast.
Stephen pointed his finger. How does that look?
Becky talked to me beforehand and I gave her the go-ahead,
Ricardo said.
What?
Stephen twisted. Why?
Because the police ignored our leads and are treating each robbery separately.
Ricardo leaned back in his chair. They’re lost. Maybe some public pressure will encourage everyone to board the same train. I don’t want another security guard hurt or worse because we can’t catch the guy in time.
Stephen’s face morphed from surprise to annoyance. Doesn’t change the fact you’re focusing on my assignment when some people are doing nothing to bring in business.
Lois raised her hand. On that front may I make a suggestion?
Go for it,
Granny said. Anything to break up the fights.
What if we filmed a commercial for the detective agency?
Too expensive.
Ricardo shook his head. Our budget can’t handle major expenditures.
I’ll direct and produce using my equipment,
Lois said. And Becky is an actress so she can…
She’s supposed to represent us all. No.
Stephen swiped his hands. Terrible idea.
What about a family angle featuring everyone and the story of the flamingo?
Granny asked. Something cute.
Detective agency and cute aren’t the most natural mix,
Ricardo said.
Unless you’re writing a cozy mystery,
I said.
Lois tapped her pen to reign in the chatter. Can I start running with the commercial idea?
We can discuss concepts more later.
Ricardo gestured to me. I want to put Becky on the court case.
What? Why?
Stephen’s head fell to the table.
Because she is more open minded. You can follow the tech angle while she investigates the hypnosis.
There’s no time to bring her on board,
Stephen said. Opening statements are tomorrow.
I’m a quick learner.
I grinned. Not to mention my thousands of hours of experience with lawyers.
He twisted his head. You worked at a firm?
Does Mason, Matlock, & McBeal count?
Steve-o didn’t appreciate my television reference. But between Perry Mason and the Practice, I knew plenty. My mother is a defense attorney.
Deardorff reappeared out of breath with his hands on his knees. "I found the hinges in my truck. I forgot