Death of the Eviction Man: An Erika Mudrose Mystery Novella
Gayle Tiller
Language: English
Pages: 65
ISBN: 1:00036618
Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub
My favorite so far of Ms. Tiller's works! New character Erika Mudrose is likable and believable. And the portrayal of her relationship with boyfriend Daryl is both entertaining and skillfully woven into the story line.
I particularly liked the short length as it allowed this slow reader to finish it in one evening, leaving me no chance to forget the details OR to get distracted by another book or movie in-between readings.
Finally, this novella dealt with one of the big issues of the day for much of urban America--the high cost of housing--while remaining true to its core genre. It's a page-turning murder mystery with a message!
day. Not a lot of money, but it was better than nothing. The good thing was that I had met the ad’s requirements. I was a U.S. citizen, an adult, and lived in Chatlyn County. The ad had an online questionnaire. I completed the form and submitted it. If I were lucky, I’d be picked for the gig. I tried a few more job searches and nothing looked interesting. I got up from my chair and walked into the kitchen. I opened the refrigerator. There was leftover grilled lemon chicken, collard greens,
but killing him just isn’t my style.” “I believe you,” I lied. I pulled the receiver away from my mouth as I unsuccessfully tried to stifle a yawn. Recovered, I admonished the woman firmly, “But you really should talk to a lawyer about your legal rights.” “I went to law school. So I know my rights,” Liz hissed. “You’re a lawyer like your husband?” I asked. “No, never passed the bar. I’m in public relations. Work for a nonprofit that helps midlife women in crisis.” I reflected. Big murder
eviction was scheduled for tomorrow. I checked for the case’s attorneys of record. There was no one representing Samantha. Apparently, she hadn’t filed any papers in the case and a default had been entered against her. I then did a search for the attorney for the bank. Calvin Norwich’s name came up. That didn’t make any sense. Why would Calvin evict his own girlfriend? Surely, sleeping with her had to be a conflict of interest. I then did a search for Samantha on my phone. After a few minutes,
didn’t happen until we were married. I wanted to leave Calvin, but I couldn’t. I was just too addicted him. I needed him like a crackhead needs cocaine. Calvin was my drug of choice.” “And you never thought that there could be someone better than Calvin. You know someone who’d respect you and give you want you needed.” “Erika, I’m not a kid. I’m 48 years old. It took me years to find Calvin and I didn’t want to start over for some whimsical fantasy man.” My head began spin. Incredible sex
Darryl said. “So I need you to call the Census now and accept the job,” I ordered. Darryl looked at his watch. “It’s twelve-fifteen. I’m sure they’re closed for lunch.” I shook my head. “Dammit Darryl. Call them now or I’m changing the locks.” “Fine,” Darryl huffed. He picked up the phone and punched in some numbers. He was silent until someone answered. He spoke with the person for about a minute. He then hung up the phone. Darryl turned to me and said, “The HR lady is out for lunch. She’ll