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Death at a Solitude Sawmill
Death at a Solitude Sawmill
Death at a Solitude Sawmill
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The body of a woman with a severed head is found at an Amish sawmill near Solitude. The victim is a Florida widow who had designs on Dana's beloved husband, Larry. A jealous Dana becomes the focus of the police inquiry into the murder. Fannie, Sharon and Dana close ranks and seek to find whether the murder is another killing by a serial killer, an attempt to frame Dana or an act of someone they know.

LanguageEnglish
PublisherSaundra McKee
Release dateApr 24, 2012
ISBN9781476380704
Death at a Solitude Sawmill
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Saundra McKee

I am a retired educator. I taught in the public schools for 15 years and at the university level for 22 years. I love to travel the world. I enjoy politics, dogs, mysteries and water sports. I am a lay speaker in the United Methodist Church.

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    Death at a Solitude Sawmill - Saundra McKee

    Death at a Solitude Sawmill (9th in the Amish Country Murder Mystery Series) by Sandy McKee

    Published by Saundra McKee at Smashwords. Copyright 2012. Saundra McKee

    All characters and events in this story are fictional. Any resemblance to anyone living or dead is purely coincidental. While some of the places mentioned actually exist, they are used in an entirely fictional manner.

    Chapter 1

    Labor Day

    The attractive woman’s head was lying in a pool of blood atop a pile of sawdust. The rest of her trim body remained behind the circular saw blade like a chopped log awaiting the next piercing cut.

    Under normal conditions the body would have been discovered within hours of it’s being placed at the Amish sawmill. However a county judge had ruled that the noise from the dust blowers was creating a public nuisance and that the sawmill had to be closed on weekends and holidays.

    The police would later conclude that the woman had died earlier and elsewhere by a close range gunshot to her head. Determining who fired the shot from the handgun would prove much more difficult.

    Chapter 2

    Tuesday after Labor Day

    Dana, you’ve outdone yourself with this potato salad, grinned Larry enjoying his third serving.

    It’s my mother’s recipe. The secret is putting the dressing on while the potatoes are still warm. It looks like we’ll be eating it all week. I guess I made a bit more than we needed for the community picnic yesterday.

    I’m going for a haircut then running a few errands. What do you plan to do this afternoon? Isn’t this weather just perfect?

    "I’m going over to Fannie’s house, then to the church. She’s going to help me put together disaster kits to send to the communities hit by the latest hurricane in Florida.

    When Dana pulled her red Miata up the driveway to the converted school house that had been Fannie and Eli’s home for over twenty years, she sensed something was wrong. Two of Fannie and Eli’s three sons, their wives, several of her grandchildren and a couple of Fannie’s brothers were standing around the yard. They looked worried and were conversing in hushed tones as several of the younger children raced around the large yard without a care.

    Fannie waved at Dana and walked over to her car. She attempted a smile, but her eyes revealed worry and concern.

    What’s going on? asked Dana. Is everybody okay?

    We’re fine. But a dead body was found at my brother John’s sawmill. It was a woman around our age. Her head was sawed off. John found her. It was bloody and ghastly. Who could do such a thing?

    Dana got out of the car and waved to the rest of those gathered. We don’t have to work on the disaster kits today. They can wait if you want to be with family.

    Fannie shook her head. No, it’s fine. Everyone just has a lot of questions. So do the police, and you know how we hate dealing with the authorities. Several family members work at the mill and they’re all being questioned. They’ve had a few run ins with the government over the years. They say that no one under eighteen is supposed to work at the mill, but what are boys supposed to do after they leave eighth grade? More of our people work in lumbering and milling and wood crafting in this area now than farming. There’s little farm land left. The only way for boys to learn the needed skills is to work with the adults.

    Dana climbed back into the Miata and the two friends took off towards Solitude. I suppose it wouldn’t hurt to drive by and see what’s going on, suggested Dana.

    I have no problem with that, agreed Fannie. "I imagine John is really

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