Everand Logo

Welcome to Everand!

  • Discover millions of ebooks, audiobooks, and so much more with a free trial

    Only $11.99/month after trial. Cancel anytime.

    Gus Mackie and the Weeping Wife: Gus Mackie Novella series, #3
    Gus Mackie and the Weeping Wife: Gus Mackie Novella series, #3
    Gus Mackie and the Weeping Wife: Gus Mackie Novella series, #3
    Ebook96 pages1 hour

    Gus Mackie and the Weeping Wife: Gus Mackie Novella series, #3

    By Bob Moats

    ()

    Read preview

    About this ebook

    This book is a novella.

    It was time for Gus to move to a better office and out of a slum area in Detroit. Police homicide detective, Bernie Longmire, and Angela, Gus’ daughter, agree to help him move into his new office. Going back to the old office to get ready to move, they find a woman crying at Gus’ door. She has a problem, she doesn't know where her husband is at. Did he run off with another woman or is he dead in a shallow grave. They were able to get the story from her despite all the crying she was doing and Gus took the case. After a quick move of Gus’ meager belongings, he and Bernie go after the first possibility, was the missing man murdered? They talked to a co-worker of the missing man and got the name of someone who was threatening him. They go to talk to the suspect and end up having to break up a domestic fight and then find out the suspect may have an alibi. Gus goes out on his own and finds a place where the missing man could be hiding, and why he was hiding. He travels to northern Michigan and discovers a dark secret involving the man, his wife and their family. This is the third novella in the Gus Mackie series.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherBob Moats
    Release dateDec 6, 2014
    ISBN9781502222404
    Gus Mackie and the Weeping Wife: Gus Mackie Novella series, #3
    Author

    Bob Moats

    Detroit area resident, Bob Moats, has been writing short stories and plays for as long as he can remember. He has lost most of his original stories, typed or handwritten, in the numerous moves he has made from his hometown of Fraser, Michigan to Northern Michigan, to Las Vegas and back to Fraser, where he now lives. Moats became one of the causalities of unemployment a year ago, and had time on his hands to finally pursue a life long dream of writing a full blown crime novel. Thus was born the first book, "Classmate Murders".What followed was a series of seven books starting with "The Classmate Murders" which introduces the main character, Jim Richards, who has to admit he has become a senior citizen, reluctantly. Richards, one day, receives an email from a childhood sweetheart asking for his help, but by the time he reaches her, she has been murdered. His life turns around and he is pulled into numerous murders of women from his high school who he hasn't seen in forty years. Along with a friend of his, Buck, a big, mustached biker, they go off to track down the killer before he can get to one former classmate, Penny Wickens, a TV talk show host who Jim has just fallen for while protecting her. The killer is also murdering the women right out from under police protection, driving homicide detective Will Trapper crazy, and he slowly depends on Jim to help. There's humor, suspense, wild chases across suburban Detroit with cops, classic cars and motorcycle clubs; murder, mayhem, a good amount of romance and a twist ending.Jim and his crime fighters, continue in the other books, traveling to Las Vegas twice, back to Detroit and out to New York to solve murders involving dominatrix; mistresses; Bridezillas; magic and strip clubs.Book titles: Classmate Murders; Vegas Showgirl Murders; Dominatrix Murders; Mistress Murders; Bridezilla Murders; Magic Murders; Strip Club Murders and Made-for-TV Murders.

    Read more from Bob Moats

    Related authors

    Related to Gus Mackie and the Weeping Wife

    Titles in the series (8)

    View More
    View More

    Related ebooks

    Cozy Mysteries For You

    View More
    View More

    Related podcast episodes

    Related articles

    • Article

      The Show Boy

      Oct 9, 2019

      The Show Boy
      9 min read

    • Article

      Chuckles

      Oct 1, 2021

      A recently divorced woman moves back to her hometown, hoping to start over. A few weeks later, while making a dentist appointment, she’s surprised to recognise the dentist’s name as that of a good-looking boy from her high school 20 years ago. Howeve

      4 min read

    • Article

      Sisters AT WAR

      Oct 14, 2020

      “A man came to the charity shop door the other day, peered in, noticed that the shop was pretty much empty, and announced, ‘I’m afraid I’ve forgotten to bring my mask. Would you mind if I came in anyway? I haven’t got a cough or anything, not even a

      3 min read

    • Article

      Sibling RIVALRY

      Apr 14, 2021

      “ Here is a question for any big sisters who happen to be reading: Is there anybody in the known universe more plainspoken and tactless than a little sister? My own little sister, Deb, phoned recently, mainly to complain about her two cats. ‘They ke

      3 min read

    • Article

      Neighbourhood WATCH

      Apr 26, 2022

      Neighbourhood WATCH
      6 min read

    • Article

      ‘Sing to It’: Featured Fiction from Amy Hempel

      Mar 25, 2019

      If she was home at night in her husband’s bed, did he care what she did with her days? The post ‘Sing to It’: Featured Fiction from Amy Hempel appeared first on The Millions.

      7 min read

    • Article

      Festival

      Sep 15, 2018

      My husband, who loved festivals, who was a great fan of festivals, wanted to get to the square in time for the first band at eleven o’clock. From bed, the dog and I watched him dress. He tried on various T-shirts, declaring some of them too tight and

      13 min read

    • Article

      The Right/wrong Number

      Aug 25, 2018

      The Right/wrong Number
      4 min read

    • Article

      The Gnome

      Oct 1, 2019

      The Gnome
      5 min read

    • Article

      Wendy’s HOUSE

      Sep 21, 2022

      Have you ever noticed how, when there’s been some terrible accident, somebody will always say ‘It was like a film’? The scene I am about to share wasn’t exactly like a film: or if it was, it was a very dull film. It was just me and my friend Wendy s

      3 min read

    • Article

      A New Normal

      Jul 31, 2017

      WORDS SHANDUKANI MULAUDZI WHEN MY FAMILY MOVED TO PRETORIA I WAS A FIVE-YEAR-OLD GIRL EXCITED FOR AN ADVENTURE.We lived in a small township called Makwarela in the former Bantustan of Venda, now Limpopo. My mother went to Pretoria for a few weeks fir

      3 min read

    • Article

      The Professor’s Wife

      Sep 1, 2020

      The Professor’s Wife
      8 min read

    • Article

      More Fool HER

      Feb 10, 2021

      More Fool HER
      8 min read

    • Article

      Gigi

      Jan 24, 2020

      Gigi
      3 min read

    • Article

      Fresh PAINT

      Jun 22, 2022

      Fresh PAINT
      6 min read

    • Article

      Peeping DEBS

      May 3, 2023

      As it’s quiet,’ said Grace, my charity shop colleague, ‘may I pop to the bookshop to get some fuses?’ ‘Fuses? When did the bookshop start selling fuses?’ ‘They don’t sell them, silly. Lovely Chris has a spare box that he’s brought in for me. I’ve run

      3 min read

    • Article

      Just the RIGHT JOB

      Sep 13, 2023

      Just the RIGHT JOB
      6 min read

    • Article

      Message Of The Mailboxes

      Mar 26, 2022

      Message Of The Mailboxes
      3 min read

    • Article

      The Couch Connection

      Sep 25, 2018

      The Couch Connection
      2 min read

    • Article

      Romantic FICTION

      Jan 24, 2024

      ‘You’ll never guess what,’ said my little sister Debs. We were having coffee in the little cafe in the park, which wasn’t very adventurous of us because it’s only about 600 yards from her flat. I stroked my chin and pulled my glasses to the tip of my

      3 min read

    • Article

      New NEIGHBOUR

      Oct 21, 2020

      “It was a cold rainy morning and Mr Dear was staring out of the sitting room window. He does this because a) he thinks it makes him look wistful and sensitive, and b) he knows it annoys me when I’m dusting because he could be lifting up all the usele

      3 min read

    • Article

      The Barn Door

      Aug 11, 2022

      As front doors go, it was imposing. Old and large, it was in keeping with the rest of the farmhouse. Failing to find a bell, I reached for the brass knocker. It was reluctant to move, but I got a couple of knocks out of it. I stepped back and waited.

      2 min read

    • Article

      Afraid of Living

      Sep 10, 2021

      Afraid of Living
      5 min read

    • Article

      Ella’s Choice

      Oct 6, 2021

      Ella’s Choice
      7 min read

    • Article

      AN EXCERPT FROM The First Line of Dante’s ‘Inferno’

      Dec 1, 2020

      Early forties, tall, self-possessed. Hiking in the woods in search of her missing sister. A young park ranger, late twenties. Pretty. Slim. Strong. The play is formatted like prose; however, it is intended for performance. If actors simply perform th

      15 min read

    • Article

      White LIES

      Jul 27, 2022

      One of the ways I keep fit is by mowing my neighbour Brenda’s lawn. Brenda is 94 and has quite a large lawn. If she had to mow it herself, I suspect it would be much smaller. As she leaves all the mowing to me, she had no hesitation last year in ask

      3 min read

    • Article

      Begin Again

      Jun 14, 2022

      My grandfather came to live with me. There was nowhere else for him to go. What had happened to all his children? Death, decay, exile—I hardly know. My own parents died of pain. But I must not be too gloomy, at the beginning, or you will leave me, an

      6 min read

    Related categories

    Reviews for Gus Mackie and the Weeping Wife

    0 ratings

    0 ratings0 reviews

    What did you think?

    Tap to rate

    Review must be at least 10 words

      Book preview

      Gus Mackie and the Weeping Wife - Bob Moats

      Table of Contents

      Gus Mackie and the Weeping Wife

      Gus Mackie and the Weeping Wife | By Bob Moats | Chapter 1

      Chapter 2

      Chapter 3

      Chapter 4

      Chapter 5

      Chapter 6

      Chapter 7

      Chapter 8

      Chapter 9

      Chapter 10

      Chapter 11

      Chapter 12

      Chapter 13

      Chapter 14

      Chapter 15

      Chapter 16

      Read a chapter from the next book | Gus Mackie and the Lost Heiress | Chapter 1

      Jim Richards Family of Readers

      Gus Mackie and the Weeping Wife

      ––––––––

      A Gus Mackie Novella #3

      ––––––––

      Copyright © 2014 by Bob Moats.

      All rights reserved.

      Rev. 1214140300p

      ––––––––

      This book is licensed for your personal use only. This book may not be re-sold or given away to other people. If you would like to share this book with another person, please purchase an additional copy for each recipient. If you're reading this book and did not purchase it, or it was not purchased for your use only, please purchase your own copy. Thank you for respecting the hard work of this author.

      ––––––––

      No part of this book may be reproduced, scanned, or distributed in any printed or electronic form without permission. Please do not participate in or encourage piracy of copyrighted materials in violation of the author's rights. Purchase only authorized editions.

      This is a work of pure fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are the product of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, business establishments, events, or locales is entirely coincidental.

      For information and address:

      Magic 1 Productions

      P.O. Box 524, Fraser MI 48026-0524

      Website: http://murdernovels.com

      Cover by Bob Moats

      Cover photo from Fotosearch.com

      Extra special thanks to:

      ––––––––

      Special thanks to Val Brooks who edited this book and for her great suggestions.

      ––––––––

      Thanks to the readers Susan Haughton, Cindy Gross Valstad, Al Norris, Carolyn Linington, and Amy Morningstar.

      ––––––––

      Thank you to all the people who purchased this book. I hope you enjoy it as much as I enjoyed writing it for my faithful readers.

      ––––––––

      The Jim Richards Family of Readers is listed in the back of the book.

      Gus Mackie and the Weeping Wife

      By Bob Moats

      Chapter 1

      ––––––––

      Bernie Longmire, Angela and I were standing in the middle of the office space in a store front building. Bernie and Angela had been talking me into moving out of my tiny office in a rundown area of Detroit. I had problems getting new clients for my investigating business and we figured people were afraid to go into that area, then up to the fourth floor of the building to get to my office.

      Short of buying a building, this would be perfect. It's convenient to parking and it's a lot brighter than your old office, Angela, my daughter, said.

      That's because the windows need cleaning. The sun coming in would be a lot brighter, I defended.

      The sun doesn't face the front of your building, Gus. Quit making excuses, Bernie said stoically. He was a longtime friend and a capable police detective. He was a full-blooded Native-American Sioux, who I had spent time with in the Army military police in Germany. He was presently on vacation from the police force, so he was hanging around with me. I didn't mind.

      I'm Gus Mackie and I'm a private investigator in Detroit. The office where I'm presently located is in a slummy part of town. It's in a rundown building that I was getting rent free for helping the landlord with a nasty divorce. I lived in the back, so being rent free, I only had a few expenses, like phone and electricity.

      Just recently, I had a case that Bernie helped me with that involved finding a missing princess. Her father, the king of a small country called Barania, was so grateful he gave me a whopping big check for returning his daughter. It was in the six figure amount. The king could afford it, his country sat over diamond mines. Plus he was so happy, that he knighted Bernie and me. I now could be referred to as Sir Gus. I had to laugh every time I thought about that.

      I had enough money in the bank now to afford a better office in a part of the city that would bring in more clients. I looked around this office and thought it was nice. It had a large area to work in and a big restroom. There was a storage room on the side which would work fine to store  my cooking items. Just in case I got hungry during the long wait for clients to come in. It would save on eating out. I turned to my daughter and said, What do you think?

      I like it. So are you going to take it? she asked.

      I looked to the back and said, There's no room to live here.

      Dad, get an apartment. If it's big enough, I'll move in and we can share the rent.

      I mulled that over. Having my daughter living with me may help catch up on the twenty-three years we were separated, because of my ex-wife.

      I can even watch Fritz while you are out on a case, she said, talking about the big German Shepherd that Bernie and I had picked up while searching for the princess. He started out as a snarling guard dog until Bernie did his mystic Native-American hoo-doo and turned the dog into a pussycat.

      Very true, Gus. Fritz needs a stable home, and the two of you can provide that better than if he stayed with me.

      I thought about the offer of an apartment with my daughter and a neutered wolf, and smiled. I'll think on it, I said, not committing myself. I turned to the building manager standing by the door. I guess I'll take it.

      Angela was delighted and Bernie gave his usual stone-faced expression. But you two have to help me move, I warned them.

      You hardly have anything to move, Gus. It would take one trailer load, Bernie said. I'll get the trailer and you start packing.

      I paid the manger the deposit and first month's rent, then we went out to my car and drove back to my soon-to-be former office. I was happy.

      We entered the building and went to the elevator. I pushed the button and waited for the car to come. The front door opened and in walked Miss Daisy, the dance teacher from her third floor studio.

      Good morning, Daisy, I said as she came over to us. I introduced her to Bernie and Angela. "I'm moving out of the building, so if you could tell the other tenants, I'd

      Enjoying the preview?
      Page 1 of 1