Lester answered the door on the first knock. Tall and skinny with a pink scalp showing through lonely hairs, he wasn't what James had expected.
Lester greeted him with a gruff, "Yeah?" and scrutinized James's newspaper credentials before inviting him in.
"Want some coffee? Too early for a beer, I guess." When James didn't respond, the old man shrugged. "Oh hell, it's never too early for a beer. Join me?"
"Thanks but no thanks. I'm just here to ask you some questions about, well, about some," he looked down, "body markings."
"Speak up. Can't hear real well without my hearing aid. Don't wear it much since my wife, Marlene, died." Chuckling, he added, "I'm not sure anyone says much I want to hear anymore anyway."
James moved closer to the man and cupped his hand to his mouth. "Since you've written so many obituaries, I thought you may have heard something about markings on a body."
Lester's head jerked back a bit. "What kind of markings?"
"A circle with a purple dot in the middle."
The old man's eyes widened. "Where'd you see them?"
"A guy's forehead and on another guy's back."
"No, where were you when you saw them?"
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Carole is a registered nurse and author of several books published by Ink Lion Books. Her newest is a cozy mystery series, "The Terrified Detective." She's originally from Cleveland, Ohio and has lived in Tampa, Florida and Chicago. She currently resides in Dallas, Texas.
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