Every Thursday: A Nancy Noire Mystery
Patricia E. Canterbury
Entering the large, well-lit living room, she called out "Jack?"
be out," she said softly. Calling out again, she said, "Jack, are you
"Jack?" She could see part of the
dining room through the opened French doors; the table was set for two.
Just like every Thursday. She started walking to the left toward his
She walked into the dining room.
That's when she saw the body....