gunman.”
“Yeah, he and Manu think the two of them were partners and that they’d met there to work out a new plan or to divvy up their loot or something,” she said. “What concerns me is that Sonny Carlisle stopped by the library earlier and told me that Henry loved the location and is eager to use it.”
“Why is that bad?” I asked. “Did the owner of the property refuse them permission to film on the land?”
“No, but the land has been cordoned off with police tape. It’s an active crime scene.”
“So, now what? Is Sonny scrapping the location?”
Reggie shook her head. “Oh, no. Right now he’s at the county sheriff’s office trying to persuade them to let the film crew work around the crime scene.”
“I don’t really see that happening,” I said. “Do you?”
“Manu certainly wouldn’t let them, but I don’t know what the Tallulah County Police Department will do.”
We didn’t have to wait long to find out. Reggie had gotten up to leave when my cell phone rang.
“Wait,” I told her. “It’s Mom.”
Reggie sat back down as I answered the phone.
“Rally the troops,” Mom said. “We’re headed your way.”
“What?” I asked.
“Henry just called and told me to be ready to fly to Tallulah Falls in an hour. I’m packing as we speak.”
“Hold up. Has Henry spoken with Sonny? Does he know the area meant to become Somwarpet is now a crime scene?”
“Only part of it has been designated a crime scene,” Mom said. “And the police department will have officers protecting that secure area around the clock. We have to get our Somwarpet scenes shot as soon as possible . . . which is why I need for you to get me and my assistants some stitching help.”
“Of course. Reggie is here now, and I’ll call Vera. I know she’ll be excited about this turn of events.” I paused. “Is Henry
sure
the police chief is okay with him filming there now? I mean, the investigation should be concluded within a few days, and—”
“Trust me,” Mom interrupted. “The police chief is fine with the shoot. Henry has promised the department a new computer system and the chief’s daughter a walk-on.”
When I called Vera with the news that we were going to have to begin our work sooner than we’d originally expected, she was delighted.
“This is so exciting,” she said. “Paul is having to write nearly nonstop to keep on top of it all. Did I tell you he came by the shop on Saturday and took a few photographs?”
“I believe you did,” I said, remembering how she’d gushed about Paul’s visit and the article he’d planned for a special Wednesday feature when I’d spoken with her last night. “I’m looking forward to seeing the piece in Wednesday’s
Chronicle
.”
“So am I. And I’m glad he’d already written it up because, of course, the big story today is that body the police found on the outskirts of town.”
“Of course,” I said. “Mom and the necessary cast and crew are on their way to Tallulah Falls now. Can you be here at ten thirty tomorrow morning to get started?”
“I’ll be there with bells on,” Vera said.
Knowing Vera, she might actually show up wearing bells.
Ted came by just as a group of bridesmaids were leaving the Seven-Year Stitch. The women were going to make a quilt for the bride as a wedding present. Each of the five women was making ten squares, so it would be quite a sizable quilt when they got it sewn together.
Ted held the door for the women as they departed, and I saw more than one throw an admiring glance his way. He either didn’t notice or pretended not to as he walked on into the shop and dropped a light kiss on my lips.
“That must’ve been a sizable sale. I counted five customers, and they all had more than one bag.” He grinned. “Does that mean you can knock off early today?”
“Actually, I am going to have to leave at about four thirty.” I glanced at the clock—it was three forty-five. “I have to pick Mom
“Yeah, he and Manu think the two of them were partners and that they’d met there to work out a new plan or to divvy up their loot or something,” she said. “What concerns me is that Sonny Carlisle stopped by the library earlier and told me that Henry loved the location and is eager to use it.”
“Why is that bad?” I asked. “Did the owner of the property refuse them permission to film on the land?”
“No, but the land has been cordoned off with police tape. It’s an active crime scene.”
“So, now what? Is Sonny scrapping the location?”
Reggie shook her head. “Oh, no. Right now he’s at the county sheriff’s office trying to persuade them to let the film crew work around the crime scene.”
“I don’t really see that happening,” I said. “Do you?”
“Manu certainly wouldn’t let them, but I don’t know what the Tallulah County Police Department will do.”
We didn’t have to wait long to find out. Reggie had gotten up to leave when my cell phone rang.
“Wait,” I told her. “It’s Mom.”
Reggie sat back down as I answered the phone.
“Rally the troops,” Mom said. “We’re headed your way.”
“What?” I asked.
“Henry just called and told me to be ready to fly to Tallulah Falls in an hour. I’m packing as we speak.”
“Hold up. Has Henry spoken with Sonny? Does he know the area meant to become Somwarpet is now a crime scene?”
“Only part of it has been designated a crime scene,” Mom said. “And the police department will have officers protecting that secure area around the clock. We have to get our Somwarpet scenes shot as soon as possible . . . which is why I need for you to get me and my assistants some stitching help.”
“Of course. Reggie is here now, and I’ll call Vera. I know she’ll be excited about this turn of events.” I paused. “Is Henry
sure
the police chief is okay with him filming there now? I mean, the investigation should be concluded within a few days, and—”
“Trust me,” Mom interrupted. “The police chief is fine with the shoot. Henry has promised the department a new computer system and the chief’s daughter a walk-on.”
When I called Vera with the news that we were going to have to begin our work sooner than we’d originally expected, she was delighted.
“This is so exciting,” she said. “Paul is having to write nearly nonstop to keep on top of it all. Did I tell you he came by the shop on Saturday and took a few photographs?”
“I believe you did,” I said, remembering how she’d gushed about Paul’s visit and the article he’d planned for a special Wednesday feature when I’d spoken with her last night. “I’m looking forward to seeing the piece in Wednesday’s
Chronicle
.”
“So am I. And I’m glad he’d already written it up because, of course, the big story today is that body the police found on the outskirts of town.”
“Of course,” I said. “Mom and the necessary cast and crew are on their way to Tallulah Falls now. Can you be here at ten thirty tomorrow morning to get started?”
“I’ll be there with bells on,” Vera said.
Knowing Vera, she might actually show up wearing bells.
Ted came by just as a group of bridesmaids were leaving the Seven-Year Stitch. The women were going to make a quilt for the bride as a wedding present. Each of the five women was making ten squares, so it would be quite a sizable quilt when they got it sewn together.
Ted held the door for the women as they departed, and I saw more than one throw an admiring glance his way. He either didn’t notice or pretended not to as he walked on into the shop and dropped a light kiss on my lips.
“That must’ve been a sizable sale. I counted five customers, and they all had more than one bag.” He grinned. “Does that mean you can knock off early today?”
“Actually, I am going to have to leave at about four thirty.” I glanced at the clock—it was three forty-five. “I have to pick Mom
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