league.
Jane then wondered about his relationship with his aunt.
Jennifer wasn’t a nice woman, she remembered.
Jane had walked by Jennifer’s house a couple of days after she had arrived and had spoken to her. It was nothing important, just pleasantries, but Jennifer had been short with her and had been uninterested in starting a conversation. Jane had heard she had been rude at Eve’s party as well, flirting with David when she knew Eve and David were a couple. It was particularly impolite as she was in Eve’s home. How did she think she’d have a chance against Eve anyway? Eve was stunning, with a perfect figure, while Jennifer had been plain and was no spring chicken.
Jane sighed, wishing again that she could attract everyone’s attention when she entered a room, just like Eve could. She couldn’t think of any way that she would be able to entice James.
“What’s up?” a voice whispered in her ear.
“Oh, nothing, Eve, I was just daydreaming,” Jane replied, blushing.
“I knew it, you are quite taken with James aren’t you, Jane?”
“He is very good looking, but he barely noticed me. I don’t think I’m the type of woman a man like that would even look at.”
“Nonsense. Don’t put yourself down. Yes, you are quiet, but that doesn’t mean you’re uninteresting.”
David, who was listening, smiled. There was a time when Eve thought that shy, retiring people were boring. She certainly had moved on and grown up.
“Perhaps a bit of a makeover might give you the confidence you need. What do you say?”
“It would be nice, but I may never be in this sort of social situation again, you know, where I might see James.”
“Tomorrow we’re going to the posh Italian restaurant in Chania for dinner. It’s all part of the Christmas festivities. I’ll find out if James is coming. It would be an ideal opportunity for you two to get to know each other. You could really dress up for that. I’ll help you.”
“I don’t know…..”
“Nonsense. It’s a great idea.”
Suddenly a loud voice silenced everybody.
“My aunt’s killer will be brought to justice; that I guarantee.”
Everybody turned to look at James. He looked like a man with a mission.
Chapter 7
Eve and David decided to leave the party earlier than Alison and Robert. James had gone back to his hotel shortly after his announcement, much to David’s relief, but after having sampled some food and had a couple of drinks, both David and Eve found themselves getting bored.
Eve decided they were spending too much time with the same people over the holidays, but it had all been planned beforehand and she had got caught up in trying to outdo Betty with the arrangements. Now she was regretting making so many commitments.
Eve was also not having any luck that evening gathering clues about the murder and she was finding it frustrating. Nobody seemed to have a motive for killing Jennifer and she wanted to call it a day. Perhaps she’d have better luck after a good night’s sleep.
David and Eve walked home, leaving the car for their guests. Eve thought it was marvelous that car insurance in Greece covered anybody whom the owner allowed to drive the car, thinking it gave you much more freedom, particularly if you’d had a glass of wine too many.
It was only a fifteen minute hike back home, but Eve had forgotten she had the wrong shoes on for an uphill walk until they were halfway home.
“Well,” Eve said, finally collapsing on her settee and rubbing her feet. “This murder is going to prove harder to solve than the last ones, don’t you think, darling?”
“Yes,” David replied quickly. “So it would be much better left to the police, don’t you think?”
Eve ignored him, carrying on with her train of thought.
“The list of suspects is pretty small, isn’t it? The police say the poison was in the dessert wine, but the question is who gave it to her? She was only friendly with Betty
Jane then wondered about his relationship with his aunt.
Jennifer wasn’t a nice woman, she remembered.
Jane had walked by Jennifer’s house a couple of days after she had arrived and had spoken to her. It was nothing important, just pleasantries, but Jennifer had been short with her and had been uninterested in starting a conversation. Jane had heard she had been rude at Eve’s party as well, flirting with David when she knew Eve and David were a couple. It was particularly impolite as she was in Eve’s home. How did she think she’d have a chance against Eve anyway? Eve was stunning, with a perfect figure, while Jennifer had been plain and was no spring chicken.
Jane sighed, wishing again that she could attract everyone’s attention when she entered a room, just like Eve could. She couldn’t think of any way that she would be able to entice James.
“What’s up?” a voice whispered in her ear.
“Oh, nothing, Eve, I was just daydreaming,” Jane replied, blushing.
“I knew it, you are quite taken with James aren’t you, Jane?”
“He is very good looking, but he barely noticed me. I don’t think I’m the type of woman a man like that would even look at.”
“Nonsense. Don’t put yourself down. Yes, you are quiet, but that doesn’t mean you’re uninteresting.”
David, who was listening, smiled. There was a time when Eve thought that shy, retiring people were boring. She certainly had moved on and grown up.
“Perhaps a bit of a makeover might give you the confidence you need. What do you say?”
“It would be nice, but I may never be in this sort of social situation again, you know, where I might see James.”
“Tomorrow we’re going to the posh Italian restaurant in Chania for dinner. It’s all part of the Christmas festivities. I’ll find out if James is coming. It would be an ideal opportunity for you two to get to know each other. You could really dress up for that. I’ll help you.”
“I don’t know…..”
“Nonsense. It’s a great idea.”
Suddenly a loud voice silenced everybody.
“My aunt’s killer will be brought to justice; that I guarantee.”
Everybody turned to look at James. He looked like a man with a mission.
Chapter 7
Eve and David decided to leave the party earlier than Alison and Robert. James had gone back to his hotel shortly after his announcement, much to David’s relief, but after having sampled some food and had a couple of drinks, both David and Eve found themselves getting bored.
Eve decided they were spending too much time with the same people over the holidays, but it had all been planned beforehand and she had got caught up in trying to outdo Betty with the arrangements. Now she was regretting making so many commitments.
Eve was also not having any luck that evening gathering clues about the murder and she was finding it frustrating. Nobody seemed to have a motive for killing Jennifer and she wanted to call it a day. Perhaps she’d have better luck after a good night’s sleep.
David and Eve walked home, leaving the car for their guests. Eve thought it was marvelous that car insurance in Greece covered anybody whom the owner allowed to drive the car, thinking it gave you much more freedom, particularly if you’d had a glass of wine too many.
It was only a fifteen minute hike back home, but Eve had forgotten she had the wrong shoes on for an uphill walk until they were halfway home.
“Well,” Eve said, finally collapsing on her settee and rubbing her feet. “This murder is going to prove harder to solve than the last ones, don’t you think, darling?”
“Yes,” David replied quickly. “So it would be much better left to the police, don’t you think?”
Eve ignored him, carrying on with her train of thought.
“The list of suspects is pretty small, isn’t it? The police say the poison was in the dessert wine, but the question is who gave it to her? She was only friendly with Betty
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